Sam's POV

I gave him a tight slap. Five bucks on his cheek.

"You're not worth it either," I narrowed my eyes. "Come on, Carls. Let's get out of here."

Carly was reluctant, but I managed to drag her out with me anyway. "Sam! We can't just leave things like this! We have to get back in there and trash things out! If he was playing with your feelings, I swear, I'm going to-"

"Carly, don't you get it?" I asked. "That's not Benson we're dealing with. He must be under some spell or something to be acting like this."

"You mean Valerie put a spell on him? But how?" she was practically freaking out.

"Oh, come on," I exclaimed. "If Spencer came back to visit even after he was dead, how is it not possible that Fredpus is under a spell!"

She calmed down. "Oh."

"Now, we've got to find a cure, or at least something that can break the spell," I said as we walked down the hallway. "Where are we going to find help?"

"Maybe Queen Marissa can help!" Carly grinned.

"But how do we find her?" I asked.

She smiled. "I know just the place!"

Freddie's POV

Where... am I? What is this place? Why am I here?

I looked around at my surroundings. I was in a room which seemed somewhat like the galaxy. There were windows everywhere, and I could clearly see through them. That's a baby... that's the royal lion which I once rode on... And that's Sam.

Wait, Sam?

"SAM! Can you hear me?" I yelled. But she didn't seem to respond at all. Then, I took a closer look. Those are my memories!

"What's going on?" I asked. They were scattered all around the room. I looked down at my feet. There wasn't a floor. I started to feel scared, that I would make a wrong move and end up in some random place in the galaxy. "Hello? Is there anyone there?"

I heard a loud yawn. "Hey! Who woke me up in the middle of my slumber?"

"Thank goodness someone's here!" I heaved a sigh of relief. "Can you tell me where I am and how I ended up here?"

The person whom the voice belonged to started turning visible and approached me. "Who are you? I don't even know you."

"Err... Okay..." I said awkwardly. "I guess you're not that much of a big help after all."

"What do you mean by that?" he seemed a little offended. "I am Spencer the Great! Keeper of the galaxy's most wanted prisoners of love! And who are you?"

"I am Prince Fredward of Seattlonia," I replied. "And what do you mean by 'prisoners of love'?"

He smiled. "Whoever gets imprisoned by the love potion or any other love charms and spells, he or she will be sent here."

"So, I ingested a love potion?" I asked.

"No, you didn't really ingest it," he let out a laugh. "You just breathed in the love essence for more than fifteen minutes. There's more than one way where you can be affected by a spell, you know? Here, a book that I wrote. I compiled more than 300 types of love potions. I even included a few recipes!"

I received the book. "'A Hundred and One Reasons Things You Can Do When You're Bored'?"

"Oops, sorry, wrong book." He handed me another one.

"'Three Hundred Times The Romance' by Spencer Shay... Wait, aren't you Carly's brother?" I asked.

He seemed shocked at my discovery. "How'd you know her?"

"Hello... she married my best pal, Prince Gibby," I explained. "You were there during the masquerade ball, right? It was an epic entrance you made then!"

"Well, thank you," he laughed. "So, since you're Carly's friend, I think I can help you a little."

"Really?" I asked, eyes filled with hope.

He frowned. "No."

I was confused. "But I thought you said that you would help me?"

"Sorry, kiddo. No can do. This place works like a one-way mirror. You can see what's on the outside, but the people outside can't see you."

"Isn't that supposed to be the other way round for a mirror?" I asked.

"You're messing the point!" he exclaimed. "Whoever comes in here, can never go out! Unless if someone from the outside world saves him!"

I smiled. "That's easy! We'll just tell them what they have to do and in no time, I'll be out of here!"

He let out a laugh. "Sorry, simpleton. One-way mirror, remember?"

"Aww... man!" I gave a defeated sigh. "I'm never gonna get out of here!"

"Well, since you're never leaving this place, we better make ourselves comfortable," he grinned.

I raised my eyebrow. "How?"

"Here's some popcorn," he sat down on a couch that just appeared out of nowhere. "Come on, let's watch Galaxy Wars!"

"How'd you... How'd you do that?" I asked.

"Hello... keeper of the galaxy's most wanted criminals of love?" he laughed. "Of course I'd know a few spells here and there!"

I kept the confused look on my face. "Right..."

Now, I just have to wait till Sam comes and gets me. I know she'll make it here. I believe in her.