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from there that he can orient himself to where the control cabinet is.
"You must have a ticket if you are to stand here," says a hoarse voice behind
him. A tall guy in red uniform shirt stands behind him and pats him on the
shoulder.
"Uhhh, what?"
Janokovic is shocked. It is one of the two cabin-drivers; a tall guy with a long,
narrow face, dark brown strait hair and two close-fitting eyes. Terry is the
youngest one of the two cabin-drivers. He looks stressed and tired. Tired of
telling guests the same thing over and over again; where the queue starts, where
the queue ends and so on.
"Can't you read?" He jokes.
“Look at the bloody sign over there! You need a ticket, otherwise you have to go
out, and get behind the plastic fence. Why do you think it's there? READ the sign!
It says: Only ticket access,” Terry grunts, looking disapprovingly at the skinny
brat in front of him.
"Well, I didn’t see it."
"Go to the ticket booth and buy a ticket just like everyone else, or maybe that
will mess with the cash, huh?" Terry waving his hand angrily as a sign that he
should go away.
Janokovic slowly begins to pull away from the area. He looks around to locate
the control cabinet, but the darkness, the noise, the flashing lights make it
difficult to remember exactly where the cabinet is. Finally. Just by the wheel to
the right, approximately 20 meters away, he sees it. He immediately starts
walking towards it, dodging the many human bodies on his way. As he
approaches the cabinet, he stands discreetly in front of it and bends down as if
he's about to tie his shoe; at the same time, he looks around to see if anyone is
looking at him, but there is none. The dark, the flashing lights - people are way
too busy with everything else but looking for a lousy teenager. Security? He looks
around - still nobody. With a quick move he gets up and disappears behind the
bush next to the electric cabinet. He grabs the can with liquid and his
pocketknife. He can see that the Ferris wheel is down; he'll have to wait for Terry
to put it back on again. His heart thumps; if the guards catch him now, he’s
officially done.