Back in the bungalow Carter wore a confused expression. He had woken up to the blaring of his phone and he cursed whoever it was. After unsuccessful attempts to shutting it up he finally woke up and answered his phone.
‘what!’ he groaned.
‘the hell man, where are you, I’ve been worried sick here thinking that maybe you got lost in this city.'
'will you stop shouting, aah, my head is pounding and your shouting is making it worse.’
‘the hell carter, can you just tell me where you’re, I’ll come and get you.’ After Damon said that that’s when Carter tried to gather his surrounding but it was not familiar and he tried to recall how he ended up here but everything was vague and it only made his head hurt more. And he groaned as he rubbed his head.
'I have no idea.’
‘'What! What do you mea
