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"Overheard"

  The plane finally landed after countless hours up in the sky. I was thankful to finally be back on land, for my feet to finally touch the ground without the feeling of motion sickness threatening my stomach with a less than ideal time.
 The first thing I did following the de-boarding of the plane was run to the bathroom. It had been a while since I'd been in there. I didn't exactly trust airplane bathrooms. You always hear all those horror stories about your insides being sucked out of the plane after a single flush.
 As I took my place upon the white bowl in the stall, I finally felt relief. I was nearly done when I heard two other women enter the bathroom.
 "Do you think they saw us?" One of them asked as they stood before the sinks.
 "I don't think so," the other one replied. "I think we got away with it?"
 The first woman breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I guess it's time for the plan to fully roll out then."
 "But when?" the other woman asked.
 "We do it in about an hour," the first woman replied. "Everyone in this building will suffer just like my brother did all those years ago."
 Shortly after, they both left the bathroom, leaving me in shock. What were they planning to do? It sounded like they meant harm. Did they have a bomb or something? Were they planning to kill everyone inside the building? My head was spinning, dreaming up every worst case scenario that my mind could muster. I had to tell somebody.
 I left the bathroom in a hurry. Looking around, there were people walking in all different directions. All heading to varying places. And amongst the crowd, I saw a cop. Two women were talking to him. He had his back leaning against the wall in a cool-guy stance. The two women seemed to be talking with their arms as if there was extreme concern for something.
 Were these the women from the bathroom? I decided to approach. And as I stepped closer, my suspicions were confirmed. Their voices sounded all too familiar.
 I wasn't listening to what they were telling the cop. I didn't care. It was all probably a made up story to move their devious plan forward. But I wasn't going to let him fall for their tricks.
 "Excuse me," I stepped in. The two women looked over to me, a growing look of disgust on their faces. The one talking to the cop was looking me up and down, sizing me up.
 "Who do you think you are?" she said in a snarky voice. "You can wait your turn."
 "I don't think I can," I said. "I overheard what you two said in the bathroom."
 They both turned to me, their eyes wide with terror. Their whole jig was up.
 "And I know that you have a bomb or something planted in this airport," I continued. "I don't know where it is or why-"
 "What the hell are you talking about?" the cop chimed in. "Ladies, is this true?"
 The women were speechless, stammering all over the place, unable to release a single word.
 "You're under arrest," the cop said, pulling out a set of handcuffs and tackling them to the ground.
 As they fell, I could hear a beeping from somewhere nearby. Then a bang rang through the building, instantly killing everyone inside.
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