When Jack woke up, he saw a room full of men in black suits and his grandfather, John, sitting nearby.
"What are you doing here?" Jack asked, suppressing his headache and annoyance.
John's anger flared up at the sight of him. "Why wouldn't I be here? Who else is going to clean up your mess?"
Jack ignored him, frantically searching the room for Clara, but she was nowhere to be seen.
He couldn't even sense her presence.
His temples pounded, and his breathing grew rapid. Did I scare her away? Has she abandoned me?
Ignoring the IV still attached to him, Jack yanked it out and leaped off the bed, rushing toward the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" John yelled after him. "Haven't you caused enough trouble?"
Jack turned around, glaring at John. "Did you see her?"
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