Jinx arrived in front of the building that the letter he received described. He rode there on his metallic bike that he made from two bike tires and his metal manipulative abilities. Getting off of the bike the metal present vanished and the so called bike reverted into two bike wheels. Grabbing his backpack that looked way too large for someone with Jinx's fragile body structure to be carrying headed to the door. He looked around admiring the odd structure that he'll be presiding in for an unpredictable amount of time. Jinx walked wearing an uncomfortable smile on his face reaching the door. He stood smiling at the closed door like a lifeless object that could smie. Knowing he would possibly get in the way of others he attempted to stay out of the way and continue to stare blankly at the door.