John's suitcase is still there! Hopeful, he quickly drags it into a stall and slams the door shut. "Man, talk about lax airport security..." Luckily that seemed to be a good thing today for the latex tiger.
John unzipped the bag, holding his breath, "Reow, please let there be something in here..." He gazes inside. It's.. empty.
"Meow! Damnit! This... this can't be..." Defeated, John starts to dig around on the inside of the bag with his paws (by now he had excepted what they were). It truely was empty. "No no no... I can't be stuck like this..."
Suddenly, he notices that the top of the bag has a compartment on it. He reaches inside and finds something. He grasps onto it and starts to slowly pull it out.