Your Head Starts To Spin As You Made Your Attempt At Opening Hope's Peaks Doors..Suddenly,You Black Out Cold..You Woke Up In A School Chair,A Fine Classroom..Except,it wasn't.Cameras,Boarded Windows.It Was Anything But Normal..Eyes Scanning The Room..They Slowly Widen As They Land On The Passed Out Person In The Desk Next To You.Youve Seen Him..He Was On The Official Page.Ultimate Baseball Star?You Could've Swore He Had His Head Shaved.Oh Well,You Put A Hand On His Shoulder,Lightly Shaking It.