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It started with the screens. Every single departure board flickered at once, the green letters dissolving into static, then reforming into a single, impossible word: ( Dance. )

"¡Atención, pazzerelli!" the man screamed. "The airport is sick! It has the loco ! The only cure? More chaos!" aeroporto madrid pazzo

"You are pazzo," Marco said.

A man in an ill-fitting neon-yellow vest that read "AUXILIAR DE LOCO" ( Crazy Assistant ) was running through the terminal. He had a megaphone in one hand and a half-eaten jamón ibérico sandwich in the other. His hair was a wild explosion of gray curls, and his eyes were two espresso shots of pure chaos. It started with the screens

The crazy man in the yellow vest was gone. But on the floor, where he had been standing, lay a single half-eaten jamón sandwich and a handwritten note: "The airport is sick