Kansai Airport is empty…it is the time of the pandemic. I haunt familiar places unnoticed. One of the world’s largest airports has become an apocalyptic wasteland.
My airline is practically the only thing open and there are people!
I should have known something was wrong on the train to the airport:
Arriving at the airport, the omiyage (お土産) at the ordinarily busy shops were undisturbed:
Taking the tram to the other terminal, I had become translucent.
What in the actual…
I don’t remember dying. I must have eaten some really bad fugu.