Alexander awoke to a hot, empty, yet comfortable bed.

It took him a minute to realize where he was, and once his confusion and lingering sleepiness dissipated, he noticed two things.

A large, bulky comforter now covering his naked body,

And the greasy smell of bacon.

Yes, bitch.

Alex threw the hot blanket off of him and sat up, stretching and jumping off of the high bed.

Well, it wasn't that high, he was just short.

His feet smacked the hardwood ground and he winced at how cold the floor was compared to the bed.

Alex threw on the first pair of boxers he saw, walked out the room, ran down the stairs, and turned into the kitchen, grinning and expecting a caramel-skinned hottie making him delicious 'morning after' breakfast. Maybe he'd be humming some song he made up, swinging his hips to the beat...

But, no.

Apparently, that's too much for Alexander to ask for.

Standing in Thomas' large kitchen, brandishing a gun in one hand and a pan full of bacon in another, is

George. Fucking. King.

The room is silent, save for the heavy breathing of Alexander when he realizes who stands before him.

Questions overflow from his mind to his mouth.

Why is King here?

How is he here?

And, where is Thomas?

King turned around, a purely evil grin on his face as he whispered,

"Gone."

And Alexander felt a sharp pain as his world turned upside down.

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Ah, yes.

A cliffhanger in the ending.

And before you get angry,

Yes boi, I'm making a sequel.

(Unless you don't want one..)

I mean, would y'all be interested in a sequel??

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Anywho, this book has been one hellova ride.

I absolutely love this book, and I'm so happy it's doing so well.

Next update should be about the sequel!!

Thank you so, so, SO much for reading The World Turned Upside Down // Jamilton.

~River