Chapter 3

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I awoke in a strange room. Everything was made of metal and a light hung from the ceiling that dimly lit the room. I was tied down to a chair, and in front of me was a table and another chair. A door opened, and out came a shadow of a figure, due to the lighting.

"Hello Brandon," said the figure. The voice made it obvious that this was a woman. "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and your going to answer them," she said in a menacing tone.

"I feel like I should be asking the questions," I replied," You know, because I have no idea what's going on."

"That's what the test is for," said the woman, "Now, do you know what the city was called?"

"I don't know, Sand Diego," I replied sarcastically.

"Great, you have a sense of humor, moving on," I was clearly starting to get under her skin. "Do you know what this place is?" She spread her hands to show she meant all of it, probably so I couldn't say something stupid.

"Your secret underground ice cream factory?" I replied. "I could really go for a milkshake right now, or is it just ice cream you make?" The woman stared at me for a minute than slapped me. "Hey! What was that for?!"

"For ignoring the test," she said, as if it was obvious. "Final question, what do you know about A Fi Liber De Cusca or Colivie De Aur?"

"I don't know, other than those must be really hard to say," I replied. "I mean who comes up with a name like that, might as well make it in another language."

"Okay then," said the woman. "It appears you are no threat to our organization, everything shall be explained." With that she left the room. In a few moments, a guard came in and starting untying me.

"Afraid on needles, huh?" Said the guard.

"Oh shut up," I replied, and the guard started to laugh. Once he finished, he gave me a pat on the shoulder and walked out, and I followed him out of the room.

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