Schlatts head ached. ¨Hello? Who are you?¨ ¨I´m Ghost. Who.. are you?¨ ¨Schlatt. You can call me J though.¨ ¨Ok, J.. i don´t know where we are, if you were going to ask. Its like a shed, but I´ve tried to leave. it´s like metal painted like wood.¨ That was dissapointing. Schlatt sighed. ¨Uh, there is some food. Be sure to save some for everyone else.¨ Ghost added, and J looked around, finally noticing exactly how many people there were.