# "I Work in a Warehouse for Lost Luggage. The Bags Are Watching Me" Creepypasta

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 3 Jan 2025, 28 min.

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## Transcript

[0:01] Speaker 1: When I first started working at the Lost Airline luggage warehouse,
[0:06] Speaker 1: I thought it would be the kind of job you
[0:08] Speaker 1: could do an autopilot, you know, sorting through suitcases, matching
[0:12] Speaker 1: tags and occasionally finding the weird stuff people left behind,
[0:17] Speaker 1: like that one time someone backed an entire taxidermid raccoon.
[0:22] Speaker 1: But after a few months, the novelty wore off and
[0:25] Speaker 1: it became just rose and rose of unclaimed baggage waiting
[0:30] Speaker 1: for someone who was never going to show up. The
[0:33] Speaker 1: place is massive, like a graveyard for forgotten lives. We
[0:38] Speaker 1: hold onto bags for ninety days. If no one claims them,
[0:43] Speaker 1: the contents are auctioned off and the cycle starts over.
[0:48] Speaker 1: My supervisor, Dale once joked that every suitcase holds a secret,
[0:54] Speaker 1: but most of the time it's just dirty laundry and
[0:57] Speaker 1: charges for phones no one uses anymore. But then I
[1:01] Speaker 1: noticed something strange. A section of the warehouse I hadn't
[1:06] Speaker 1: paid much attention to before. It was tucked in the
[1:10] Speaker 1: back past the rows of unclaimed baggage. The area was
[1:15] Speaker 1: marked with a faded sign that just said claimed. At
[1:22] Speaker 1: first I didn't think much of it. I figured they
[1:25] Speaker 1: were bags people had come to collect, But the weird
[1:29] Speaker 1: thing was they were all still there, perfectly stacked, perfectly clean,
[1:36] Speaker 1: no dust, no tags, no signs of wear, and they
[1:40] Speaker 1: didn't show up on the logs. One night, during inventory,
[1:46] Speaker 1: I asked Dale about it. What's the deal with the
[1:49] Speaker 1: claimed bags? I said, trying to sound casual. He didn't
[1:54] Speaker 1: even look up from his clipboard. Some things are better
[1:58] Speaker 1: left alone. He must then change the subject to tomorrow's
[2:02] Speaker 1: auction prep. That answer should have been enough for me
[2:06] Speaker 1: to let it go, but the bag stuck in my head,
[2:11] Speaker 1: something about how pristine they looked, like they didn't belong there,
[2:15] Speaker 1: or maybe belonged too much, like they'd always been there.
[2:22] Speaker 1: The thing about working late in a place like this
[2:25] Speaker 1: is that your mind starts to play tricks on you.
[2:28] Speaker 1: The warehouse is dead quiet after hours, except for the
[2:32] Speaker 1: hum of the overhead lights and the occasional creak of
[2:35] Speaker 1: the metal shelves. It's the kind of silence that makes
[2:38] Speaker 1: you jump at your own shadow. One night, I was
[2:42] Speaker 1: wrapping up some inventory when I heard it shuffling. Something
[2:50] Speaker 1: was moving in the far corner of the warehouse. My
[2:55] Speaker 1: first thought was a stray animal, maybe a raccoon that
[2:59] Speaker 1: snuck in somehow, or knowing Dale, it could have been
[3:03] Speaker 1: some dumb prank to spook the new guy. I grabbed
[3:06] Speaker 1: a flashlight and headed toward the sound. The shuffling stopped
[3:11] Speaker 1: as soon as I got close to the claim section.
[3:15] Speaker 1: There was nothing there, just the same neat rows of
[3:19] Speaker 1: pristine bags untouched. But when I looked closer, one of
[3:25] Speaker 1: the bags was out of place. It had been moved
[3:29] Speaker 1: to a different aisle. I was sure of it. I
[3:33] Speaker 1: called out, Dale, you're messing with me. No answer. I
[3:44] Speaker 1: stood there for a while, listening, but all I heard
[3:48] Speaker 1: was the hum of the light and my own heart beat.
[3:51] Speaker 1: Finally I choked it up to me being tired and
[3:54] Speaker 1: went back to my work. The next day, I didn't
[4:00] Speaker 1: stop thinking about that bag. It didn't make sense. No
[4:05] Speaker 1: one else had been in the warehouse that night, and
[4:07] Speaker 1: the logs didn't show anything unusual. Curiosity got the better
[4:13] Speaker 1: of me, and I decided to take a closer look.
[4:18] Speaker 1: I picked a bag at random, a sleek black duffel
[4:21] Speaker 1: with no tags or identifying marks. My hands were shaking
[4:26] Speaker 1: as I unzipped it, half expecting to find something gruesome
[4:30] Speaker 1: like those urban legends about body parts in lost luggage. Instead,
[4:36] Speaker 1: I found my childhood. The first thing I pulled out
[4:44] Speaker 1: was a tattered copy of The Hobbit, the exact same
[4:48] Speaker 1: edition my dad used to read me when I was little.
[4:51] Speaker 1: The corners were bent in the same way, like someone
[4:53] Speaker 1: a dog eared the pages. Then there was a faded
[4:57] Speaker 1: red jacket, my mom's jacket. I hadn't seen it in years,
[5:03] Speaker 1: but I recognized the frayed cuffs and the small ink
[5:06] Speaker 1: stain on the pocket. And then I saw the photo.
[5:13] Speaker 1: It was a picture of me as a teenager, standing
[5:16] Speaker 1: in front of what looked like a campfire. For the
[5:20] Speaker 1: people around me, I didn't know any of them. They
[5:25] Speaker 1: were smiling, leaning in like we were all best friends,
[5:29] Speaker 1: but I couldn't place a single face. What really got me, though,
[5:35] Speaker 1: was the photo itself. It wasn't just old, It looked wrong.
[5:42] Speaker 1: The edges were warped, like the image had been stretched
[5:45] Speaker 1: too far, and the sky in the background was a
[5:48] Speaker 1: sickly shade of green. As it did, the bag up
[5:51] Speaker 1: and shoved it back on the shelf, my heart pounding.
[5:56] Speaker 1: Maybe it was some kind of elaborate joke, maybe someone
[5:59] Speaker 1: had found my stuff online or dug through records to
[6:02] Speaker 1: mess with me. But deep down I knew better. I
[6:10] Speaker 1: should have let it go. I should have zipped that
[6:12] Speaker 1: bag up and walked away for good. But when you
[6:15] Speaker 1: see pieces of your own life staring back at you
[6:19] Speaker 1: things you can't explain, you can't just ignore it. At
[6:24] Speaker 1: least I couldn't. The next night, I stayed late again.
[6:30] Speaker 1: I told myself I was finishing inventory, but really I
[6:35] Speaker 1: couldn't stop thinking about that bag. I needed to see
[6:39] Speaker 1: if what I found was still inside. Maybe I'd imagined it,
[6:44] Speaker 1: maybe someone was screwing with me. But when I opened it,
[6:49] Speaker 1: the contents had changed. It wasn't the book or jacket anymore.
[6:56] Speaker 1: This time there was a watch, my watch, the one
[7:00] Speaker 1: i'd lost three years ago on a camping trip. Next
[7:04] Speaker 1: To it was a folded up piece of paper, and
[7:07] Speaker 1: when I opened it, I nearly dropped it. It was
[7:11] Speaker 1: a note written in my handwriting, You're almost there, keep looking,
[7:20] Speaker 1: but I didn't remember writing it. And then there was
[7:24] Speaker 1: the toy plane. It was identical to one I used
[7:28] Speaker 1: to have as a kid, right down to the chipped
[7:31] Speaker 1: wing and the faded blue paint. It couldn't have been coincidence,
[7:36] Speaker 1: it just couldn't. I zipped the bag back up, my
[7:41] Speaker 1: hand shaking and shoved it back in the shelf. For
[7:46] Speaker 1: the rest of the night, I tried to act normal,
[7:49] Speaker 1: but my head was spinning. What the hell was happening,
[7:54] Speaker 1: Who could have put those things in there? And why?
[8:00] Speaker 1: Day things got weirder. Dale was jumpy more than usual.
[8:06] Speaker 1: He barely looked at me when I clocked in, and
[8:09] Speaker 1: at one point I caught him on the phone. He
[8:12] Speaker 1: was pacing near the breakroom, muttering under his breath, but
[8:16] Speaker 1: I swear I heard him say another one's getting close.
[8:23] Speaker 1: When he noticed me, he hung up fast and walked off,
[8:26] Speaker 1: pretending like nothing had happened. Other people started noticing things too.
[8:33] Speaker 1: A couple of the guys joked about hearing whispers when
[8:36] Speaker 1: they passed the claim section. One of them, Chris, said
[8:40] Speaker 1: it sounded like someone was calling his name, but he
[8:43] Speaker 1: laughed it off. This place as creepy as hell at night, man,
[8:48] Speaker 1: he said, shaking his head. I'm not going near that
[8:51] Speaker 1: corner again. And then the dream started. The first one
[8:58] Speaker 1: wasn't bad, just strange. I was sitting at a dinner
[9:03] Speaker 1: table with a family that felt familiar, like I should
[9:08] Speaker 1: have known them, but I didn't. They were laughing, talking,
[9:13] Speaker 1: passing dishes around. It was warm, comfortable, But when I
[9:19] Speaker 1: woke up, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
[9:24] Speaker 1: I don't have a family like that. I never have.
[9:29] Speaker 1: Then exttreme was worse. I was standing in a church
[9:33] Speaker 1: wearing a tuxedo, holding someone's hand, a bride. I couldn't
[9:39] Speaker 1: see her face, but I knew, I knew I was
[9:43] Speaker 1: supposed to know her. My heart was raising, not from fear,
[9:48] Speaker 1: but from something else, like longing or regret. When I
[9:53] Speaker 1: woke up, I felt this crushing emptiness, like I'd lost
[9:57] Speaker 1: something I never even had. Every night there was something new,
[10:05] Speaker 1: a birthday. I'd never been to a road trip, I
[10:08] Speaker 1: never took a life that didn't belong to me, but
[10:12] Speaker 1: somehow felt like it did. It was like the bag
[10:16] Speaker 1: wasn't just holding objects, he was holding memories, pieces of
[10:22] Speaker 1: a life that I was starting to think might have
[10:24] Speaker 1: been mine, or could have been mine. I couldn't stop
[10:31] Speaker 1: thinking about it. I couldn't stop going back. It was
[10:38] Speaker 1: around midnight when I was finally alone, and I decided
[10:43] Speaker 1: to investigate anything that could tell me what was going on.
[10:47] Speaker 1: I only had enough access in the computers to check
[10:50] Speaker 1: data on the main luggage. We sorted. Dale was a
[10:53] Speaker 1: stand up guy, but not the smartest when it came
[10:56] Speaker 1: to technology, so getting into his account was easy. His
[11:02] Speaker 1: password was on a sticky note under the monitor. The
[11:07] Speaker 1: claim section wasn't in any of the official documentation. It
[11:12] Speaker 1: was like it didn't exist. The first thing I noticed
[11:16] Speaker 1: was how sparse the records were. There were no flight numbers,
[11:21] Speaker 1: no name of passengers, no airports of origin, just dates
[11:25] Speaker 1: and vague location tags. But then I scrolled further back
[11:32] Speaker 1: and my stomach dropped. The logs listed names, names of people,
[11:39] Speaker 1: former employees, frequent travelers, even a couple of warehouse delivery drivers.
[11:45] Speaker 1: Each name was flagged as unaccounted for missing. The timestamps
[11:51] Speaker 1: in the logs didn't make sense either. They showed dates weeks,
[11:55] Speaker 1: sometimes months after these people had supposedly vanished, like the
[12:00] Speaker 1: system was still tracking them even though they were gone.
[12:06] Speaker 1: I didn't sleep that night. Every sound in my apartment
[12:10] Speaker 1: made me jump, and every shadow felt like it was
[12:13] Speaker 1: creeping closer. By the next morning, I knew I couldn't
[12:18] Speaker 1: keep this to myself. I cornered Dale during lunch, catching
[12:23] Speaker 1: him off guard as he stood by the vending machines. Dale,
[12:28] Speaker 1: what's going on? Were the claimed bags? I asked, keeping
[12:32] Speaker 1: my voice low. His expression shifted instantly. It wasn't just fear,
[12:39] Speaker 1: it was resignation, like he'd been waiting for this. You've
[12:44] Speaker 1: been poking around too much, he muttered, glancing nervously toward
[12:49] Speaker 1: the security cameras. Why are their names tied to the bags?
[12:54] Speaker 1: People who went missing? What the hell is this place?
[12:57] Speaker 1: I demanded, dale side, his shoulders slumping. You weren't supposed
[13:05] Speaker 1: to dig this deep. Look those bags they're not normal.
[13:10] Speaker 1: They don't belong to any airline, any traveler. They belong
[13:14] Speaker 1: to people have been taken, taken by who? Not who? What?
[13:25] Speaker 1: He said, his voice dropping to a whisper. Those bags
[13:30] Speaker 1: are like anchors. They're tied to something else, somewhere else.
[13:35] Speaker 1: When you open one, you're inviting it in. It starts
[13:39] Speaker 1: pulling pieces of you, rewriting things. The more you interact,
[13:44] Speaker 1: the harder it is to stay here. Eventually, you just go.
[13:52] Speaker 1: I stared at him, trying to process what he was saying.
[13:56] Speaker 1: It sounded insane, but every strange thing I'd seen in
[14:01] Speaker 1: that warehouse suddenly felt like a puzzle snapping into place.
[14:06] Speaker 1: Why didn't you warn me, I asked, my voice shaking.
[14:11] Speaker 1: I tried, he said, but curiosity always wins. It's why
[14:17] Speaker 1: they keep sending people like us to work here, people
[14:20] Speaker 1: who need the job but won't be missed. If something happens. Now,
[14:25] Speaker 1: you're in too deep. Whatever's in those bags, it's noticed you.
[14:34] Speaker 1: That night, when I walked into the warehouse for my shift,
[14:38] Speaker 1: the first thing I saw was a new bag in
[14:41] Speaker 1: the claim section. It wasn't there before. It was smaller
[14:46] Speaker 1: than the others, almost like a carry on. My name
[14:53] Speaker 1: was printed on the tag. My froze, my stomach twisting into.
[15:01] Speaker 1: The bag was locked, but as I stood there, I
[15:05] Speaker 1: heard it a faint tapping from inside, like someone was
[15:11] Speaker 1: knocking to get out. I knew I was in over
[15:19] Speaker 1: my head, but by this point, the bag with my
[15:22] Speaker 1: name on it was all I could think about. It
[15:25] Speaker 1: wasn't just curiosity anymore. It felt like a compulsion, a
[15:30] Speaker 1: pull I couldn't ignore. That night, I waited until the
[15:35] Speaker 1: warehouse was empty and the cameras were angled away. My
[15:40] Speaker 1: hands were shaking when I broke it open. Inside there
[15:47] Speaker 1: was no clothing or trinkets, no personal items, just a shimmering,
[15:53] Speaker 1: mirror like surface. It was unnatural, almost liquid, but solid
[16:01] Speaker 1: at the same time. I leaned closer, and my reflection
[16:06] Speaker 1: stared back at me, except it wasn't quite right. My
[16:12] Speaker 1: face looked older, tired, The scar on my chin from
[16:17] Speaker 1: middle school wasn't there. Before I could process it, the
[16:22] Speaker 1: surface rippled and I felt myself being pulled forward. I
[16:27] Speaker 1: tried to step back, but my legs wouldn't move. The
[16:30] Speaker 1: world around me blurred, and suddenly I was somewhere else.
[16:39] Speaker 1: The warehouse was still there, but it wasn't the same.
[16:44] Speaker 1: The lights flickered erratically, casting long, distorted shadows. The air
[16:49] Speaker 1: was thick, suffocating, and everything was silent, not the kind
[16:55] Speaker 1: of silence where you could hear you and breathing, but
[16:58] Speaker 1: avoid like didn't exist. The aisles stretched endlessly in every direction,
[17:05] Speaker 1: and every bag in the claim section was there, stacked
[17:09] Speaker 1: high and moving ever so slightly on their own. Then
[17:16] Speaker 1: I saw him, another me. He stepped out from one
[17:23] Speaker 1: of the aisles, and I almost screamed. He looked just
[17:27] Speaker 1: like me, but older, maybe by ten twenty years. His
[17:33] Speaker 1: eyes were sunken, his skin pale and gaunt. He moved
[17:38] Speaker 1: like every step was painful. But there was something worse
[17:42] Speaker 1: than his appearance. It was the look on his face. Desperation.
[17:51] Speaker 1: You shouldn't have opened it, he said, his voice hoarse
[17:55] Speaker 1: but clear. You need to leave now. What is this?
[18:01] Speaker 1: Who are you? I demanded, though my voice cracked halfway through.
[18:08] Speaker 1: I'm you, he said, his voice tinged with something close
[18:12] Speaker 1: to regret. Oh I was, And if you don't leave,
[18:18] Speaker 1: you'll become me. I didn't understand, how could I? But
[18:25] Speaker 1: he kept talking, fast and frantic, like he was running
[18:28] Speaker 1: out of time. The bags aren't just lost luggage, they're markers.
[18:35] Speaker 1: If you open yours, you'll bound to this place, this
[18:38] Speaker 1: other version of the warehouse. He'll lose everything, your life,
[18:43] Speaker 1: your memories. You'll become a part of it. I tried
[18:50] Speaker 1: to speak, but then I saw them, shadowy figures emerging
[18:55] Speaker 1: from the aisles, moving slowly but deliberately. Arms were vague
[19:01] Speaker 1: like smoke, trying to take shape, but I could see
[19:04] Speaker 1: the hints of faces, some anguished, some expressionless. They were
[19:11] Speaker 1: the ones who would open their bags, victims trapped here forever.
[19:17] Speaker 1: They'll take you if you stay, the other me said,
[19:20] Speaker 1: his voice trembling. Please don't let them take you. I
[19:28] Speaker 1: could barely breathe. The figures were getting closer, the void
[19:32] Speaker 1: like silence pressing down on me. The other me reached
[19:36] Speaker 1: into his own bag, his version of my bag, and
[19:40] Speaker 1: pulled out the mirror like surface. This here's your way out,
[19:46] Speaker 1: he said, use it, don't look back. I hesitated, my
[19:53] Speaker 1: mind raising, but then I saw the figures reach for him.
[19:57] Speaker 1: His face twisted in panic as he sh the mirror
[20:00] Speaker 1: towards me. Go, he screamed. I grabbed it and felt
[20:07] Speaker 1: the pull again, the same sensation as before, but reversed.
[20:12] Speaker 1: The distorted warehouse blurred around me, and suddenly I was
[20:18] Speaker 1: back in the real one, sprawled on the cold concrete
[20:22] Speaker 1: floor next to the bag. It was zipped shut like
[20:27] Speaker 1: I'd never touched it. The silence was gone, replaced by
[20:32] Speaker 1: the hum of the fluorescent lights, but my hands wouldn't
[20:36] Speaker 1: stop shaking. I stared at the bag, half expecting it
[20:40] Speaker 1: to move, but it didn't. I scrambled to my feet
[20:46] Speaker 1: and ran, leaving everything behind. When I went back the
[20:54] Speaker 1: day after opening my bag, something felt half. I walked
[21:00] Speaker 1: into the break room and my usual coffee mug, this
[21:04] Speaker 1: old chips aamic one with my initials, wasn't on the counter. Instead,
[21:09] Speaker 1: there was a sleek, brand new travel mug I'd never
[21:12] Speaker 1: seen before. Some one probably just moved it, I thought.
[21:18] Speaker 1: But then I opened my locker. The photos of my
[21:22] Speaker 1: niece and nephew that i'd taped inside, gone, my spare
[21:27] Speaker 1: hoodie gone. In their place were things I didn't recognize.
[21:34] Speaker 1: A set of khakis I didn't own, a pair of
[21:37] Speaker 1: sunglasses I'd never seen before. They weren't just random items.
[21:42] Speaker 1: They felt like placeholders, substitutes for my own life. When
[21:47] Speaker 1: I asked Dale about it, he gave me this blank look,
[21:51] Speaker 1: like he didn't even know who I was. You knew
[21:55] Speaker 1: here or something, he asked, scratching his head. The guy
[22:00] Speaker 1: who trained me, who signed off my first paycheck, was
[22:04] Speaker 1: now acting like I was a stranger. I thought maybe
[22:08] Speaker 1: he was screwing with me, But the way he looked
[22:11] Speaker 1: at me, confused, almost scared, it didn't feel like a joke.
[22:19] Speaker 1: The worst part was the claim section. My bag wasn't
[22:23] Speaker 1: there anymore. I combed through every aisle, every shelf, but
[22:29] Speaker 1: it was gone. Instead. There were new bags, ones I
[22:34] Speaker 1: didn't recognize, and I swear some of them were moving
[22:40] Speaker 1: ever so slightly, like they were breathing. I couldn't stay there.
[22:48] Speaker 1: The warehouse had changed, or maybe I had. Either way,
[22:53] Speaker 1: I left, I didn't even bother clocking out. I just
[22:58] Speaker 1: got in my car and drove, telling myself i'd never
[23:01] Speaker 1: go back. For a day or two, I thought I
[23:06] Speaker 1: was in the clear. I stayed in bed, ignored my phone,
[23:11] Speaker 1: and tried to convince myself that everything was fine. But
[23:17] Speaker 1: then the bag started showing up. The first time it
[23:21] Speaker 1: was in my car. I unlocked the drive to the
[23:25] Speaker 1: grocery store, and there it was, sitting on the passenger
[23:29] Speaker 1: seat like it had always been there. It wasn't the
[23:33] Speaker 1: same bag I'd opened in the warehouse, but it was
[23:35] Speaker 1: unmistakably one of those bags, pristine, untagged and humming faintly
[23:43] Speaker 1: with that same low static sound. I left my car
[23:48] Speaker 1: in the lot and walked home. Then one appeared outside
[23:53] Speaker 1: my apartment door, same type, same unnerving hum. I didn't tell.
[24:01] Speaker 1: I stepped over it, slamming my door and shoved a
[24:04] Speaker 1: chair under the handle. When I finally worked up the
[24:08] Speaker 1: nerve to peek through the people a few hours later,
[24:12] Speaker 1: it was gone, but they kept coming, and I walked
[24:17] Speaker 1: to the park. I saw one sitting on a bench,
[24:20] Speaker 1: perfectly placed as if waiting for me. Another was on
[24:25] Speaker 1: the side of the road, half hidden in the weeds,
[24:28] Speaker 1: but I knew it was meant for me. They're not
[24:33] Speaker 1: just bags anymore, the markers, warnings, reminders. Then I can
[24:41] Speaker 1: feel them closing in. I thought quitting would end it.
[24:47] Speaker 1: I thought walking away from that damn warehouse would mean
[24:50] Speaker 1: I could finally sleep, that I could leave all this behind.
[24:55] Speaker 1: I was so wrong with the bags, those claimed bags.
[25:01] Speaker 1: They don't leave you alone. After I left, I moved
[25:06] Speaker 1: back in with my parents for a while, the thought
[25:09] Speaker 1: of being alone in an apartment made my skin crawl.
[25:14] Speaker 1: Even now, I keep my blinds drawn and double check
[25:17] Speaker 1: the locks on every door, every window, not that it helps.
[25:23] Speaker 1: The paranoia is always there, like something just out of
[25:27] Speaker 1: sight waiting. The bags don't stop, or at least the
[25:34] Speaker 1: feeling of them doesn't. Sometimes, when the house is quiet
[25:39] Speaker 1: and I'm trying to fall asleep, I hear faint tapping.
[25:44] Speaker 1: It's soft, rhythmic, like someone drumming their fingers on the floor.
[25:50] Speaker 1: It always comes from places where something could hide, a
[25:54] Speaker 1: closet under the bed, even the trunk of my car.
[25:57] Speaker 1: Once I'll sit up, heart pounding and tell myself it's nothing.
[26:04] Speaker 1: But I don't go locking, not anymore. Every now and
[26:11] Speaker 1: then I dream about the warehouse. I see the rows
[26:15] Speaker 1: of bags stretching into infinity, amaze I can't escape from.
[26:21] Speaker 1: Sometimes I hear Dale's voice echoing through the aisles, warning
[26:25] Speaker 1: me to stay away. Other Times I see myself, not
[26:31] Speaker 1: me as I am now, but a different version of me,
[26:35] Speaker 1: one who stayed, one who opened all the bags, one
[26:40] Speaker 1: who never left, and he just smiles like he knows
[26:46] Speaker 1: something I don't. I've tried to piece it all together
[26:52] Speaker 1: to make sense of it, but there's no explanation that satisfies.
[26:58] Speaker 1: The claim section wasn't unclaimed luggage. It was something else,
[27:05] Speaker 1: a doorway, maybe a trap, or maybe just the cruel
[27:09] Speaker 1: joke the universe decided to play on me. I don't
[27:14] Speaker 1: want anyone else to go through what I did. If
[27:18] Speaker 1: you ever lose your luggage, pray it's days last. Because
[27:24] Speaker 1: if you see your name on a bag that isn't yours,
[27:28] Speaker 1: don't open it, not even once,

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