Final Destination

"No, this isn't normal at all... even for a country as crazy as the US..." he says, trying to keep alert at what is going on.

When he hears the sound of shots, he stops in his tracks, firmly stopping Sakura too. "Did you hear shots??"

Then seing that others around them seem to have reacted to the same shot noises, he shouts to the uniformed agents, planting his feet on the spot.
"Hey!!! Wait a minute, this is gunfire!! I'm not moving from here if you don't tell us exactly what the heck is going on here!! If our lives are at risk, we have a right to know!"
He tries to keep a firm tone, but his voice comes out less confident than he would like.

Stan does not like conflict, but the sound of shots is freaking him out, and self preservation makes his heart thump hard in his chest. He also wants to see how far the TSA agents are prepared to go to coerce them into following them without an explanation.

"Yes, I heard shots... but.... well, it is the US, right? Isn't everyone always shooting at everyone else?"

She doesn't like the idea of guns at all. But it would come with the job.

"Gun shots?! What the hell are you talking about?" this puts Rain right on the line of panic. She's used to being around shady guys with guns, bodyguards, security personnel, rent-a-cop types, but those guns were mostly for bluster and bravado. She hadn't heard any gunshots.

Stan gets near the red-haired woman as she says this, frustrated that his call has fallen on deaf ears. "Yes, distant shots. We both heard them... " he indicates Sakura. "Don't know about you ladies, but I am not liking the look of this situation a single bit... I think something big is happening here, and we're intentionally being kept in the dark."

He points up ahead at the guards near the door, "those guys over there... are they trying to prevent people to leave the terminal?? And why the barriers?..."

"what is this world coming to that these people would be locked inside and stampeding like a herd of wildebeest?"

Amaresh is shocked by the behavior of this mob. . . So many people, more than shed ever seen in one place before with her scant experience with civilization, far more than in the great markets of Addis Ababa, more even than were ever so lose together in her brief stay in Tokyo.

Sakura's curiousity is slowly getting the better of her.
All these people, all this chaos. What is going on here? Still, if she can make a rapport of these events, it would be the best thesis ever!

She watches through the side window of the shuttle bus. Her hands on the glass, her nose almost touching the glass, to see as much as she can.

"Jesus..." Stan's worst suspicions are confirmed as the terminal entrance becomes a thin barrier against... Against what? A riot? A lynch mob?? he thinks, struggling to understand what his eyes are seeing.
"Wh-what is wrong with those people? They move so strangely..."

Fear clenches his stomach, and he looks towards the only obvious way out of there... the buses.

He squints his eyes to see if everything seems OK in that direction, since the normal route of the terminal is precluded.

Rain can't believe what she is seeing. "They...are acting like zombies." She says, louder than she intends.

"Looks like the buses this shuttle is taking us to are clear to go... For now, at least..." he says out loud to the others.

He then takes his smartphone from his pocket and, if he's got a signal, checks some Seattle News feeds to see if there are any headlines on what's happening at this airport, or in the city.