Ian woke up as they pulled to a stop. He had drooled on his robes and reached up with his left hand to wipe his mouth dry. He heard the professor say they needed to get off the bus. He reached up with his left hand and grabbed the headrest of the seat in front of him and pulled himself up. He turned and as he placed his cane in the aisle in front of him, he tried to step off. He didn't realize that his leg had stiffened up and moaned as he tried to move his right leg. It hurt a great deal for his joint to move.

He finally was able to shuffle off the bus and out into the arena. He'd ridden bumper cars before at an amusement park. He liked it then, but he wasn't sure how it would work with this sore hip. He looked down at one of the cars and sized it up. The best he could do was slip into the car and allow himself to drop into it. He cried out briefly with the pain of a jarring hurt, but stifled most of the noise. He belted in and waited for what was next.