After being kidnapped on your local street, you wake up in a room full of a ton of other people who went through the very same process as you..

You look around, sitting up in your bed, staring at the many other Robloxian’s around you, all of them with certain numbers on their shirts…

You get out of bed, stretching and yawning a bit as you and the several other four hundred people follow suit, doing similar things and hopping out of the beds they woke up in.

You step forward, looking up and taking notice of the large, see through piggy bank attached to the ceiling.. you’re unaware of its meaning, but it’s there.

You and the other players step forward, looking around the unfamiliar room, the several beds around the small, cramped space leaving a sense of lingering discomfort as you and the hundreds of people waited silently.