Life had always been hard for Pierce Lucifus. Too hard some might say…

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I have enough problems already! I do NOT need this to add to my ever growing list! thought Pierce.

“Let me out! I demand it! This sick joke is ending right now! I demand you to leave me alone! Don’t make me call for help!”

Pierce reached for his cell phone, the $600 cell phone that he wore in his sleep, only to discover that it was gone.

“Oh no, you did not! You did NOT touch my cell phone! You better hope you didn’t break it! Stop this joke right now! I don’t want to be here! I don’t belong here! Let me out! Do you here me? Let me OUT !”

Pierce strode around in angry circles underneath the ominous metal sphere. His face was red with rage and he was starting to sweat.

“You don’t understand what you’ve done, do you? You’ve just pranked one of the most famous, most recognized lawyers in the world! Now you realize how much trouble you’re in, don’t you?”

Then, Dr. Paul appeared again.

“Pierce Lucifus, this is no prank.”