Camden sat up fully and yanked at the cuffs on his wrists once more before glancing over at his brother. He shook his head saying, "No, I don't remember anything from last night. I mean .... I remember leaving the hotel ... going to the club ... and that was it. I don’t remember anything - the hell are you wearing? The hell am I wearing?!”<br/><br/>It was then that he noticed the clothing on the pair of them. He knew it wasn’t what they wore into the club. Plus, it has several rather large holes in it which defeated the purpose of the clothing altogether. His shirt about a size too small, making it form fitting, and the sleeves had been ripped off. The pants were looser and also had several holes going up and down both legs. Both had shoes on that seemed to fit but it was still very different than what they were wearing.<br/><br/>He looked up and was about to ask Travis something when he noticed the cameras around the room. “I’m starting to think ... whoever dragged us in here ... is watching us for some reason. Wait a second, where’s my gun?” He asked, looking around for the concealed carry holster he always had on him.