Atlantic Frantic

A Story by Abishai100

Crossing-Atlantic vacation-seekers make discovery for a 'leviathan' in UK-danger, in this 'bright' fanfiction of Polanski's Harrison Ford gem about Romanticism-dictionaries.

An adaptation of that gripping late-20th Century paranoia-gem of inventive tourism-superstition/insanity, Frantic (Roman Polanski), set in the UK.

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INSPECTOR: You say you and Ezzy (wife) hoped to cross-Atlantic for vacation-dream.

MR. AMLAN SATAN (Amlan): That's right, Inspector; we checked into a Belfast-suite Monday.

INSPECTOR: You were in the shower for extended-time; and she simply vanished.

AMLAN: She'd been a jewelry-treasures blogger for our Selfie-culture consumerism planet.

Poor Mr. Satan felt nothing less than frantic for his examination of Belfast-streets of superstitious paranoia concerning kidnappings, when his darling new-wife (Ezzy) vanished from their Northern Ireland (UK) suite in the time-span when Amlan was showering in the bathroom/tub. Speeding to the police, Amlan was given a special day-guide Inspector aide who went to all the cues/clues the distressed hubby could offer.

INSPECTOR: What if she left with a guest...adultery?

AMLAN: My wife's a faithful lady, Inspector; let's inquire of some nearby buildings/shops.

INSPECTOR: Good for Belfast-tourism social media, Mr. Satan...police/tourist aiding.

AMLAN: Facebook-like (excellent).

Amlan and the Inspector went to a nearby garden-store by the Belfast inn and found-out that Ezzy was (indeed!) there, some time that morning, while Mr. Satan showered. The lady was escorted by two young men, and she was in a 'stunning' blue-dress Amlan was not familiar with and gave him concern (wow).

GARDEN STORE OWNER: She posed for some Facebook or something photo.

INSPECTOR: Were the escorts forcing her by gun or something?

OWNER: No, but one had her well in-arms by his side, Inspector.

AMLAN: Was she crying?
OWNER: No, she seemed to simply be quiet and cooperative, Mr. Satan.
INSPECTOR: Facebook-like (good).

Amlan and his aide (the Inspector in Belfast) did some street shops touring and then some backgrounds checks concerning what Mr. Satan did (indeed!) know about Ezzy's social-media culture 'fascination' with jewelry-blogging. Perchance she blurted some vacation-info about them staying at the Belfast suite from which she simply vanished, requiring Amlan to make frantic scopes/scales for Northern Ireland (UK) transit/tourism 'dodecahedrons' of police infrastructure (for all!).

INSPECTOR: What did you eat for breakfast that morning, Amlan?
AMLAN: Why ask?
INSPECTOR: Did Ezzy make any comments about luxury or jewelry ideas for blogs?

AMLAN: Well, yes...she did in fact mention she made some blog-photos of blood-gems.

INSPECTOR: Aha, Conflict-zone gems 'superstitions' in 'commerce complex' Northern Ireland.

AMLAN: What, you think this was some IRA-nonsense, Inspector?

INSPECTOR: Perchance your darling's made-way into roadway of luxury-skeptics (streets).

AMLAN: At least Irish breakfast is not fiction (damn).

EZZY: I was terrified, darling!

AMLAN: Jesus Christ, Esmerelda...not Facebook-like.

EZZY: I'd this (secret) green-emerald eco-symbolism jewelry I blogged about some time prior.

AMLAN: And the men who 'snatched' you were some NI-UK eco-capitalism feud-warriors, eh?

EZZY: They wanted to make some pawn-sacrifice game of bad-tourism chess, darling.

AMLAN: Bad chess for bad capitalism...at least the BBC will inquire of treasure-islands.

EZZY: Hopefully Interpol-relations, Mr. Satan (good).

AMLAN: Selfie-like!

Wow, that jewelry-set Ezzy brought to Belfast for vacation in the UK with Mr. Amlan Satan post-blog about eco-capitalism superstitions/charms in the Western 'worldly' expressions of incomplete-distances readings for treasure-islands super vision drew the ire of a local feud between warring capital-pirates of opposing sides, with one seeking some bad-tourism prestige-media to wage 'dodecahedrons' against the other (wow). Fortunately, the Inspector helped put some cues together and managed to make leads from a local jewelry outfit (Northern Ireland) that led Amlan to a negotiation with a pronounced ransom offer-man at a nightclub later that day, and Amlan agreed to 'gift' the kidnappers 1/2 of Ezzy's green-emerald treasures in-exchange for her soul, before the Inspector popped out from hiding/stalking and shot the ransom-man before he was able to fire his revolver (not Selfie-like).

Amlan and Ezzy successfully returned to the American Homeland, less-frantic, and completed their vacation at a Homeland-Jersey branch-hotel where they enjoyed a cool Netflix download of Blood Diamond (Leo DiCaprio).

JOURNAL EXCERPT: "This darling-Earth of fare-rich incomplete-distances, with tourism/capital woe, makes for pluralism consumerism length-measures for simplified leviathan...and that's what a tourist-eye may see, in a region of commerce/life 'complexity' like Northern Ireland (United Kingdom), where treasure-islands 'TV' and lore makes for the hand-axes of inventive...socialized...troubles (for all!)."