"I am Zordon, I seek your help in a grave situation." said the giant floating head. [i]Great, so we went from Star Wars to Wizard of Oz.[/i] thought Max. Though "Zordon" was trying to be civil, concerns still raged through Max's mind. [i]Where are we? Are these Aliens? Why us five? And couldn't they wait until I was wearing something other than my pajamas?![/i] 

He turned to see who had been teleported with him. Max recognized a few but none of them by name. One of them, an Asian girl he had seen in one of his classes, introduced herself. She asked what this situation was all about. More importantly, Max asked himself, she should be asking what sort of grave situation required a bunch of twenty somethings in the middle of the night? He stayed quiet and awaited a response.