No Way Out
The new guard was tall and scary looking. He was blocking Marilyn’s exit, so she couldn’t leave. “Excuse me, Madam,” he said with a deep, serious voice, “we have to search you.”
Poor Marilyn’s eyes grew wide in shock. “But the staff has already searched my bags, and I forgot to take my pass today,” the tired lady begged. But the security wasn’t going to budge.