Jack sees a lone figure running toward him and he freezes. "Sh!t, who's that?". He's not from my team?Uhhh what's he saying? As the figure gets closer he can clearly see he's an eight-baller too. As the figure gets even closer Jack can see the dude's got an X-rifle pointed right at him. Jack immediately throws up his hands in a non-aggressive manner. Jack yells out, Wait,... wait, hold up!!! I'm a Eight-Baller too!, I'm a Eight-Baller too!!! The other Eight-Baller looks serious, better not do anything crazy for now. Where the hell am I? What's really going on here?
Jack does the only thing he can, he smiles. ()