In the Jungle, the mighty Jungle...
(Note: Takes place during the early events of "Killswitch")
Dense green. The smell of rain fills Jack's head. The back of his head is aching like he hit something... and then he realizes what it is: the root of a tree, its canopies intertwined with several others looming over him. Birds he doesn't recognize are calling in the background.
He sits up and looks around. No animals in sight, but there's Donna and a few customers. 'Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh'-- though thankfully not precisely here right now, he thinks to himself in relief. "Everybody, calmly," he starts, "Stand up if you can, get out of the brush... shake your clothes out... Keep calm..."
Dense green. The smell of rain fills Jack's head. The back of his head is aching like he hit something... and then he realizes what it is: the root of a tree, its canopies intertwined with several others looming over him. Birds he doesn't recognize are calling in the background.
He sits up and looks around. No animals in sight, but there's Donna and a few customers. 'Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh'-- though thankfully not precisely here right now, he thinks to himself in relief. "Everybody, calmly," he starts, "Stand up if you can, get out of the brush... shake your clothes out... Keep calm..."