Your name is Ben Owens. You are 19 years old, and of course a nephew for your Uncle Hank. You have long brown hair, no facial hair, blue eyes, wear a red checkered shirt, and blue jeans, and your body is only half muscular. Seeing that your Uncle was expecting you to arrive at his farm, you take your suitcase, and meet up with him.
You start walking up the stairs to where your Uncle was waiting, and he smiled noticing you. "Ben, my boy," Hank says. "You've grown since we last saw each other, didn't you?" "Yes, Uncle," You explain. "How about I take this case of yours to the room you'll be staying in," Hank says, taking the suitcase from you. "You can go on, and look around. There's a sign in the middle of the barn, for you to see where to go." "Okay," You respond, as Uncle Hank heads to the house with your suitcase.
You find the list at the center of the barn, as you go inside, and find that all of them were written in white lettering, while at the same time, the backgrounds were red like the barn.