The sound of working ATM like an echo had a reflection in her head. Everything around looked like something unreal after many hours she spent in airport, and with bad feeling inside she realized, that something went really wrong from the beginning. Something was on her way, she does this or that.
But what is that 'something"?
The ATM rejected her card.
How much time she could get on internet with money what were left,to contact her friends, her brother and Bank of America? Not much, and if she will not solve the problem fast she will be isolated from contacts. She wished she had a cell phone with her, but this time she didn't. In anyway her phone wasn't working in Thailand. She also could talk to her brother only through skype, and call to Bank of America from internet phone system. Making already so many trips around airport, the artist felt very tired and just wanted to get something to eat, and to just lay down for a while, but some evil force was making her running non stop against the clock.
It was a bad news for her brother. He started to worry too much, and wanted to fly to Bangkok,but the artist stopped him, because then they both will stock here for the night,what didn't make any sense. In case if it will not work with Bank of America and they do not unblock the account, then that's what is gonna happened, but for now they have to wait.
There was nobody in the Bank of America, after 9 p.m. and only answer machine was continue saying, that working hours are from 7 a.m. till... She afraid to spend money for food or anything else. Friends in US, people in Europe and her brother in Thailand all were nervous and were trying to help anyway they could. Everyone was very supportive, and everyone stayed online during this time.
The security guides already started to pay attention on her, because she was making rounds in airport going to different floors, for what ever needs. There is no food or drinks on the 4th floor, where she supposed to departure, and a bit more privet place to relax was on the 3d floor. She decided to get one more prepaid card for internet and to finish her conversations, and to make a decision what they will do with her brother.
Leaving her carriage with bags and guitars outside,she walked in to glassy computer room. Two security guides and a small dog showed up, and one of the guys started to roll the ball for the dog, pretending that he is playing and sending the dog into direction of her stuff. It was a dog trained for drugs search. The artist look at this picture and understood they may pay attention on guitars and that's why maybe paid a closer attention on her. The dog after coming to her carriage started to jump on her stuff and to sniff it all around. Then it run into computer room,was sniffing her several times and came back to her bags.
She didn't afraid that they could find anything ,but being very tired bad thought started to attack her... if if they have something in their mind. She got an internet card, and saw, that one of the guys moved into direction of her carriage, she went quick out of the room not letting anybody to come close to her stuff without her. Who knows what may happened. She didn't trust to no one anymore,who was working in this Airport.
Did she had a reason to be suspicious or not, she didn't know,but she knew that after one more conversation she needs to get something to eat, and try to relax, or maybe to get some sleep on the bench or on the floor, there wasn't any difference anymore. She was almost falling down from caring a heavy stuff,from being hungry and without any sleep the night before, and from this nightmare, which seemed getting more force. All these things like a chain were stick together and looked like a set up.
It looked like an evil game, drugging human's energy to zero down.
She was seating on the floor of 3d floor and tried to get some sleep. Her mind was far away, and the thought that she needs to come back to Samui made her very upset.
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