james lester picked up his suitcase. "bye!" mohawk waved. slam! the door's now shut , he thought, and nothing can stop me from eating my sandwich. bang bang! went the door. "uuurgh,,..." mohawk mumbled. he answered the door. there was no one there. mohawk closed the door. but what moh couldn't see.. was james lester in the back of a car, tied up, and being driven off by giant blue bon bons.
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