Chapter Twelve Ian :

- Back At Calafornia -

"Ugh where am I?" Ian said not particularly talking to anyone. He woke up inside a dark room with a small cot, a stale piece of bread and a glass of water on the floor next to him.

"Great, this can not get any worse." Suddenly a door popped out from one of the walls.

Why do I keep saying that sort of stuff? Ian said asking himself.

A man with a black ski mask on, blindfolded Ian and knocked him out. Again.

When he woke up he could here people whispering saying things like "You sure . . . Awesome . . . Surprise . . . " and other things like that.

"Shhh, guys he's awake." Then someone behind him took off his blindfold.

He was in another dark room. This is the third time today that I've been stuck in a room like this! Ian said to himself.

Suddenly all the lights came on and Ian was staring at the sight shocked and speechless.

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A/N What was Ian staring at? Read on to find out! *brofists*