I shivered in the cold cell. How long would I be here? I lost track of the time ages ago. And all I've had to eat is bread and it is making me fat.
"Ok, Time for you to get up Rolf!" Said a voice. It was German? No, Swedish? I couldn't place the accent.
"Who's Rolf?" I said.
But the man, clad in a white and pink suit just stared at me, full of evil, since he was the one he put me here.
"You will find out soon enough, jah?"
"What?"
"The Klub always needs new members. Always."
Then he clonked me on the head, knocking me out. I don't know what happened afterwards….
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THE CHRONICLES OF KLUB ICE: THE AWAKENING
