I walked in and looked around. This place was awesome. I looked around at my apparent brothers and sisters. None of them really looked like me. I waved to some kids standing around talking and they waved back. I realized that I had a room behind (or below) my bunk bed. I looked in it, and it was completely empty, which was fine with me. I threw my backpack on the floor of the room and got Sniper some kitty chow. Digging through my backpack, I realized I didn't really have a lot of stuff. I had a little tea box full of screws, nails, bolts, and metal washers, and a bag full of assorted color pipe cleaners. I shrugged, and began fiddling with the parts.