Hazel colored eyes fluttering open slowly as he was regaining conciousness, Michael groaned and sat up from where he was previously laying. Observing his surroundings, he noticed that he had been warped to some sort of strange yet familiar blocky environment. How in the world did he get there? Was it the new mod pack's fault? Ugh, things were a little too confusing for the Jersey boy's liking. He had to get answers, but had no clue in how to get any. 

A few inches from him, he saw his two close buddies Gavin and Ray. Scrambling onto his feet, Michael decided it was best to wake the two up just in case. Going over to the Puerto Rican, he shook his unmoving figure while exclaiming, "Wakey wakey, Ray!" From the sudden motions of being shoved back and forth, the glasses wearing man's eyes snapped open and he quickly sat up and yelled, "I'm awake! I am awake!"

"Good. Now all I have to do is wake up Grabbin," the curly haired man said as moved away from Ray and towards his next target, Gavin. He soon did the same thing to the brit as he did to Ray. "It's time to wake up Gavin!"

While Michael was busy waking Gavin up, Ray stood on his feet and looked around. Everything was blocky. Everywhere to the dirt to the trees, hell, even the blazing sun was blocky. With a surprised tone the man said, "We're not in Texas anymore... We're in fuckin' Minecraft! Who knew this would happen? Holy shit!"