Hanz went through his pockets swiftly to locate said paper. Well, there it was just as said. He glances at it and sighs."Vhat a jucken.." He grumbles to himself and heads to the lobby."Surely zere is a map here somewhere..." He mutters in an annoyed tone. What a bother indeed."A trial..yes, as if I traveled all zis verdammt vay only to be sent back due to some trial. Zat would be a perfect supervillain origin story, to be a great evil because you vere not accepted into some school."