A lone Traveler plants a device underneath a passenger's seat, attaching it with a magnetic, hazardous gleam
Another traveler peaks under the passenger's seat with a gravity lean
Panicking - he notices a mechanical gadget, it seems, latched to the seat: with red numbers back tracking in a fraction of speed
Frantically receding
The Traveler passively leaves, as the Passenger freezes in the heat of the moment, preaching atonement, too frazzled to flee
The baggage claim attendant stops the conveyor belt, from sending the suspicious package, around the ramp, with a rampant mystique
The bag is rapidly retrieved, the crowd is backing away, back into the disastrous scene, blasphemously gasping, the shrieks
The Labrador and his Handler canvass and seek, bushy tail wagging adamantly
Sanjeer pulls on the fastened leash with a passionate stamina; she is a challenge, such a strapping physique
Ravenous teeth, ears capable of radar capturing peaks, nose scanning and screens each bag. Animal breathing.
Inhaling deeply, heavy vest over her abdomen; keeping her vital organs intact in case of an attack
Another passenger reading a magazine, unaware, of the bomb strapped into the seat in front of them under the safety pamphlets to read
The Labrador inspects each bag she sees gallantly with glee, as the handler gives commandments and treats
Suddenly alerted, she is clumsily diverted. Scratching with her paw, the Labrador acts as if she has received a damaging piece of information from an aromatic breeze of ammunition that rancidly reeks
The handler obtained the labrador when she was just a matter of weeks, training her with different tasks and techniques
Practicing each real life scenario until she adapted to what would happen, so tragically
Brackish debris engulfs the first floor in the massive blast; masking the balconies and banister in fabricated sheath
Matting her fur, callusing her feet, as passengers trampled from their traveling seats maniacally freaked
Stifling smoke stagnantly sweeps around to the sound of fires crackling seethe
A gamut of debris, teeth chattering impact staggering knees, shattering balance with ease
After the sequence of explosions gradually cease, the smoke clears to a catastrophe
Fragments of people scatter the street, savagely: sad to see like a damaging dream
The planet weeps over the lives lost with fanatical grief, that lasts for a week, before vanishing
Detached from the leash, the golden Labradors talented deeds earn her accolades of the most valiant degree of any unanimous breed
Glad to be alive after the explosion, Sanjeer would go on to combatively breach thousands of bombs, miraculously
One of the happiest sights you can see in the world is a lost dog reunited with his Master, after a siege
Half the police stood in attendance, as Sanjeer rest inside her casket in peace
Ravaged from disease, patting her to sleep, the last of the elite, gaskets blasted, relieving her of her active regime
The Handler wipes away tears on the country's flag on his sleeve, his companion beneath an elaborate wreathe
Winning the war on Terrorism, while losing her battle to cancer:
Deceased
