But when he looked at his alarm clock, he saw that it wasn't there. In fact, nothing was there - not his alarm clock, night light, or the small cabinet that they rested on. He wasn't even in his bedroom anymore. Instead, he was in a room that looked a lot like his bedroom, but...not.
His alarm clock wasn't there because the wall ended. It was as if someone had cut his room in half and placed half of it inside. He got up and looked around. This was a movie set...a deserted one, from the looks of it. There were cameras, and lights, and...
He frowned. Across from his room was another room...his family living room. He recognized a classroom from his school as well. He got up and looked around.
Suddenly, a familiar voice called out. "Jonathan...where have you been? I've been looking all over for you. Why are you hiding out on the set?"
He whirled around. Jon wasn't short for Jonathan.
