[Jack stands in an open area of the city, garbed in plain, light blue clothes. Simple shirt, simple pants, barefoot. He looks... slightly confused.]
... Where are the walls?
Where's the security door?
No, they... They can't keep me out here.
I'm not well.
[His gaze casually moves from one side to the other, scanning the place... and he begins walking.
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