I got put in a wooden chair, on a big rectangular table. I felt really uncomfortable, because all the others around the table were looking at me. Some with blame or anger, but the most with surprise and interest. I felt a bit like a pig in a abattoir: I was being judged.
When Sam was also seated, one of the guys stood up again. It was not a really large or small guy, just normal. He he a bit of a beard and was wearing a brown jacket with a diamond sword on the back. Sitting, there was a guy who looked like a dwarf-viking, a girl with an owl-hat, a blonde guy with a green bandana, Sam ofcourse, the bankrobber one that was talking to a spaceman with a brown beard, a red-haired girl, a green dinosaur, a purple-masked guy, a scientist, a office boy with black hair, a panda with an eye patch, an Asian girl with flowers in her hair, an orange-haired guy with headphones, a black-haired guy with the same logo on his shirt as the headphoned guy and a guy with a sort of goatee and who had his ey