The Fugitive's Notes:
"people, i was there right under your nose; left my calling cards everywhere... Carnival Mall was my home for a few hours...
Had my dinner @ BBQ Chicken... that was quite yummy... then did some shopping @ Popular. I actually blew a whistle, but no one seem to realise; a few people did turn towards me, but no one came to ask the all important question.
Then saw a moving promo of the movie "Geng"; quite a crowd there, so i decided to save myself and move towards the carpark....
i waited and waited, but no one came my way, no one ask the question...
Guess i'll sleep quite soundly today; knowing that no one caught me all day...
Nitey nite...
Fugitive out...."
As soon as Ethan had info that The Fugutive was in Popular bookshop, Sunway Carnival, we rushed out at 9.40pm to arrive at a closing mall. We ran about asking every possible candidate "Are You The Hitz.fm Fugitive". Crazy answers we got include:
1) "No!" before we even asked the question. Ethan quipped in, "But sir, we haven't asked you the question: Are You The Hitz.fm Fugitive?" "Still, No. :)"
2) "Yes..... But I'm sorry, I'm actually looking for him too. ;) Btw the way where are you from? I'm from BM! bla bla bla bla..."
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So, we ran about this in stupid frenzy for about 20 mins. We passed by BBQ Chicken restaurant at the third floor, at that time, restaurant smelled like it caught fire. The thought that Hitz.fm Fugitive ate there actually crossed my mind, but I'm sure he was way gone by the time we were there. We passed by the cinema, went to the toilets beside the carpark. What a pity it did not occur to us to search at the carpark.
The mall finally closed at around 10.15pm. There were still die hards running about with their radios. Security guards were looking at us, I bet they must be thinking we're up to something not good. The only shop open was Starbucks, so we went pass it, and there wasn't anyone that looked anything close to The Fugitive. We met a Malay, cutting a forlorn figure by the bench outside the mall. Thinking that he might be the one, we asked him. He gave the response in #4 above.
Feeling a bit discouraged, we return home and kept listening to the radio. At about 11.30pm, we heard a lady claim that she saw The Fugitive at the carpark. While she was unloading her goods, The Fugitive was standing there all the time, not having anything to do but to wait and stand there. What's more bizarre, this lady claimed that The Fugitive is a Woman!
Oh well, enough for the craziness for now. I just enjoyed doing something out of the ordinary for once in many many many months?
Who's The Fugitive?!!!
