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He rested his head against the cell wall counting down the days he had left. 52 days. How did I end up here anyway? He thought.
"Mr. Jacobs." Came a voice, intruding his thoughts. He lifted his head up wondering who it was.
"Yeah, that's me." He said, getting up of the cot and walking to an old looking man with long grey hair, a long grey beard, a staff and clothes that seemed to be a different color every time he moved. The guy looks like a Merlin wanna-be.
"I have a proposition for you." Brian nodded hid head ,a smirk on his face.
"Just in case you didn't notice I'm really not inclined to take any propositions as of now, but as soon as I'm out of jail I'll have my secretary call you." He said sarcastically. The old man nodded in amusement at his joke, but of course he also had a trick up his sleeve.
"Oh, but didn't you know your being released today." Brian looked up in astonishment, his blond hair covering his liquid brown eyes.
"What! No that... That s not right." The old man raised his staff to the police desk right out his cell, muttered a few words. The police guard walked over to his desk just then and looked at his papers. He shuffled through them glancing at Brian's cell.
"Well, Mr. Jacobs it seems you get out in fifty tw- No, wait it says here you get out today, 12:30." The prison guard said, in disbelief, but if the papers said so... As soon as the guard was out of earshot, Brian whirled around facing the old man.
"How'd you do that! " he asked. The old man smiled.
"I've picked it up over the years. Now about that proposition, seeing as how you now have some free time, I suppose you would like to here it out?" Brian nodded shaking his head slightly.
"Uh... Yeah whatever."
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"So let me get this straight. You want me to go to this Middle Earth, get this possessed ring and bring you all those that traveled with it." The old man nodded. "What's in it for me?" Brian asked." The old man walked over to a photo of Brian and a young girl, with dark brown hair and green eyes. She was attractive enough, though her smile alone was something that really stood out. They were hugging each other and smiling along with a few other teenagers standing next to a large fountain with the words "Kings Dominian." over it. "Who might this be?" The old man asked lifting up the picture. Brian walked over and yanked the picture away and setting it in his room. "Her name is Sapphire isn't it? Nice girl. It would be a shame if she died." Brian glared suspiciously at him.
"Alright how do you know her?" He asked
"Because she's in Middle Earth right now." Brian looked at the old man in shock. He then went to his room switching the old orange prison uniform for a black 'Audio' shirt, faded jeans with paint all over them from various odd jobs, and sneakers. He grabbed a bag and started stuffing it with clothing, and last but not least he packed in a large gruesome looking knife.
"Lets go." He said angrily. As they walked out of the door and into a heavily wooded forest that seemed to pop out of nowhere, Brian asked. "So what's your name anyway?" The old man smiled and lifted his staff.
"Saruman."