Jack was, to sum it up, confused. From the novels he had read this was probably quite good to normal people but he didn't have anyone to compare against. As Jack came back to his senses he looked around. Now that his eyes had grown accustomed to the bright pressure he could see more clearly. He found himself to be in a sir of pavilion where the walls looked like they stretched out for eternity. It was incomparably massive. The antlantic ocean was probably smaller in size than this "area". Jack also could see other humans like him there. But strangely they all looked "Different" some had piececs of what looked like bullet proof vest made out of an unknown material that looked like leather. Others had pieces of shiny medieval armour, some even held various weapons but no guns although there was a man holding a musket. All jack had was his basic school uniform and the dark purple marble. Others also seemed to start noticing the other people around them. When someone looked at Jack he had a look of surprise on his face
"How did you manage to keep your original cloths? Huh you must be a monster or something."
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Jack was stunned after hearing the man's statement.
"what do you mean my original clothes?" Jack replied.
"I mean how did you keep the clothes that you brought here intact, mine were destroyed in the first wave."
Wave, destroyed, what was this man talking about all that had happened to Jack was he slowly starved for a month. Although something was wrong as Jack mistakingly thought the time that had passed was three days. What a weird phenomenon.
"what do you mean first wave?"Jack wanted to get to the bottom of this,
"Jesus, are you retarded?! I mean the first of the trials!"
Jack gave up trying to understand what the crazy old man was talking about and decided to look around.
He saw in his perlipheral vision that there was a glowing aura eurpting from a certain individual. Suddenly the "certain" individual spoke at a modest volume at a distance away but his voice was clearly heard,
"I am Derek sanders, I have been sent back 50 years to help humanity survive, anyone who wishes to live come to me I shall best evaluate the worth of your soul treasures and place to in the area of you best fit!"