S1E1: Mad World, July 1st, 2003

Erik and Phillip both notice that a man standing at Carousel 1 looks visibly agitated. He is dressed like a g-man, sans the earpiece, and the reason they both noted his agitation was because when he unbuttoned his suit, they also spotted a concealed carry holster. He doesn't seem to be making any attempt to grab his weapon, but Erik is able to note the heightened state of alertness in the man's demeanor.Meanwhile, Eunice continues her tirade with security. By now, they have radioed back up, and a few more security officers have arrived. "DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!" The angry woman screeched, having an immediate effect, as the security folks DO seem to know who she is. They began running about the baggage claim, looking at the bags.

As two more strange bags appear on Carousels 1 and 3, there seems to be a mad dash as people move to inspect them, including a number of security guards.

Phillip checked the bag on Carousel 3...it was his.

Eunice, who had long ago gone red in the face screaming for someone to find her bag of valuables, throws her hands up when the head of security tries to reassure her. She reaches into her pocket and produces a cellphone, and begins calling someone, and the head of security visibly turns pale. Simon, her gigantic chauffer, continues to look at the bags, but continues to find nothing.

Meanwhile, Larabee, the man who looked agitated and had his hand on his firearm, looks at a bag, looks visibly relieved, then embarrassed, and quickly buttons his coat and makes to leave.

Erik had made his way over to Carousel 3, and when he inspected the first weird bag he found, he found that it was his.

Larabee heads out the door, his thoughts no longer focused on the present moment.

Try as he might, there was only one bag remaining on Carousel 3, and one on Carousel 1. Quickly moving from Carousel 3 to 1, Phillip would be able to check the bag on Carousel 1 soon.

Frantic yelling could be heard coming from Carousel 2, and an older, well dressed man was looking ashamed as another, middle-aged man with fiery red hair was yelling at him with a high pitched, nasally voice.

"What do you mean you don't have it?! How could you lose something like that? There's no way you could have such bad luck; where's your common sense?!"

The other man said something that couldn't be heard as the redhead continued to berate him.

After hastily stuffing the last of his scattered belongings back into his bag, Alfie sits down on top of his bag so that no one can snatch it off him and takes a moment to catch his breath.

The gigantic man known as Simon returned to Eunice.

"It's not here,"

The look on Eunice's face was hard to read, especially because it was face down in the palm's of her hands, and she was shaking. A quiet chuckle could be heard coming from her, but it was obvious that she wasn't happy with the situation when she turned her head up and began laughing. Her laughter became a cackle, one the sent shivers down everyone's spine; Simon made an audible shuddering sound. Her cackling became a cacophony, and as she looked up at the ceiling, with her hands almost clenched, she almost looked like a mad scientist, albeit one dressed to the nines.

Actually, to Lucius and Alfie, she did look like a Mad Scientist, as he hair sprung out of her tightly wrapped bun and revealed a mass of wiry gray white and black hair that sizzled with electricity. Her eyes were blood shot, and she looked like a woman possessed by a maleficent force.

Her chauffer Simon was now, almost impossibly, an even more imposing figure, his broad shoulders, muscular build, and large, powerful hands. His skin was now grey in color, his brow quite pronounced, his eyes deep-set and sunken in, all adding to an eerie and intimidating appearance.Despite the fact that it was the middle of the summer, the sky outside suddenly became dim, and it began raining down. As Eunice's laughter reached it's full height, thunder and lighting cracked and crackled outside.