In front of all of the heroes gathered in their rooms appears a male who looked no older than his mid 20's to thirties. He wore a white dress jacket, pants and sported a blue undershirt. A red tie hung from his neck. His hair was almost white but he was still blonde enough to retain some color. Some may have even called him handsome if he didn't exclude an apparently innately cold aura. Just standing near him felt as if they weren't in a normal comfortable room but a cave. On his head sat a similarly white fedora. His cold white eyes stared at the person in front of them, and he gave them all a professional smile. He bowed his head to them, and spoke with a clear unaccented voice. [color=fff200]"Why hello there hero...I suppose you're wondering where you are? I am here to introduce you to...well a variant of the after life. Whatever your last memories were, and how you died does not concern me."[/color] He said moved out of the way of the door. [color=fff200]"If you would follow me I will show you to your destination and reason for your being here. And no its not so trivial as heaven, or hell nor am I demon, and or angel. This is a different place, and I am no grim reaper...they don't exactly get along well with me anyway. My name is not important. But if you must call me something you may call me White. If you have questions they can either wait, or they can be answered quickly. I have nothing of any worth to hide. I am neither from your world, or of it."[/color] The man said as he waited for his charge to follow him. The hallway was filled with well lit modern light bulbs, and the doors around them seemed to be shut with no one going about the halls. The halls themselves seemed no different from any hotel, or tavern one may stay at in a city all that there was, was a simple red carpet leading its way down the hall that had multiple breaks in it to go down different corridors.