"Wake up." All I could hear was shuffling around my room. I could barely open my eyes. All I made out was a tall guy looking through my closet and my drawers. "What? Who are you? What's going on?" The mysterious guy stopped and turned around. I immediately recognized him from my favorite band. It was Ashton Irwin. "Stop asking questions, get up, and come with me." I flinched at him being so rude. Is this really him? Is this a dream?