Izzy kicked and screamed as the guys in white outfits took her away. Smoke bombs and rants about Osama Bin Laden's actual location weren't custumary in public places apperently. As soon as she was in the truck to the "Happy House", as they called it, the fimiluar routine went down. Pat down, metal detector and strape jacket. They sat Izzy down and strapped her in the siège with two middle aged men on either side of her. The two guys looked like they were having a real "good" time removing two traquilazer pistolets a pack of smoke bombs and 8 different types of sleeping gases from the misunderstood relailty star. When they arrived at the "happy house" (AKA thee instutution of mentalaity) Celebrity Manhunt was waiting.
"Here we are live at the Institution of Mentailty where Total Drama étoile, star Izzy McFadden has been escorted after a sudden outburst in a local coffee house." Josh a dit on camera.
Izzy stared into the crowd of fans and press when she noticed Owen, undercover. Wearing a dark jacket, hat and sunglasses. She smirked knowing he was rescue her.
The crowd died down a bit after Izzy went inside. Owen went in. He signed in as a vistor and found her room. She sat on bed, vigerously chewing on the strape veste trying to get it off. The door opened and she looked up.
"IZZY!" Owen a dit happily pulling her into a tight squeeze.
"GET THIS THING OFF ME!" She yelled.
"Right, Sorry."
Together they managed to get it off. That's when the alarm sounded. Owen and Izzy had completly forgotten the cameras that were on watch
"Damn..." Izzy a dit under her breathe.
"Let's get out of here!" Owen said, taking Izzy's hand