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You'd think that when you start out being lost, it's hard to get more lost. Lost is lost, right?
Jack is quickly realizing that that's not the case at all, because he is now more lost than he has ever been before.
He vaguely remembers a step that felt wrong, a moment when the ground seemed to shift underneath him -- but he'd chalked it up to the massive hangover from last night, too busy with his own sullen thoughts to give it much mind. Except that the next time he bothered to look around properly, he discovered that not only is the royal guard no longer following him, the city looks wrong. The streets are too narrow and the buildings are too old and Jack is very sure that this is not where he's meant to be.
He's standing outside a park, watching people go by as they almost all fail to notice him.
Hi, Chicago. Have one very confused prince.
Jack is quickly realizing that that's not the case at all, because he is now more lost than he has ever been before.
He vaguely remembers a step that felt wrong, a moment when the ground seemed to shift underneath him -- but he'd chalked it up to the massive hangover from last night, too busy with his own sullen thoughts to give it much mind. Except that the next time he bothered to look around properly, he discovered that not only is the royal guard no longer following him, the city looks wrong. The streets are too narrow and the buildings are too old and Jack is very sure that this is not where he's meant to be.
He's standing outside a park, watching people go by as they almost all fail to notice him.
Hi, Chicago. Have one very confused prince.