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Images flashed before Jack's eyes as he lay in the grass god knows how far away. Electricity danced up and down his body but it wasn't what caused him to grimace painfully. It was the sensation of being trapped. In a flash he was standing in slick stairs at the foot of a lighthouse. There was someplace he needed to be. Through the lighthouse, the marker. Down.....or up the stairs it didn't matter he would burst through another door and arrive on the rickety wooden dock at the base of yet another lighthouse. He would glance down at different clothes from a different time and a different body. Still he had someone he needed to save, some place he needed to go the only place he could turn to was that lighthouse....Of course it wasn't the only lighthouse. There where thousands of them....trillions, each bright light at the very top a pinprick in the fog....a star....in the nighttime sky. Jack's head throbbed angrily and electricity crackled, singeing the grass he lay in causing it to smoke beneath his clothes. Jack writhed and cried out in sheer pain before stopping completely, eyes wide open staring into the sky.

"Elizabeth?" The name faded from his memory about as quickly as it was put there and Jack sat up, electricity now just dancing along his left forearm, the hand of which trembled as if the conduit of a great amount of energy. His head continued to throb a steady beat and something warm and wet dribbled down his lip. He touched it and smeared a trail of blood. Frowning he wiped it away with his hand checking himself for stains, his forehead glistening in the bright sun.

Something strange was definitely going on. He had no idea where he was. The sensation seemed extremely alien to him and as he stood up his stomach lurched dangerously. He carefully observed his surroundings. Bright green grass, strange hovering platform blocks, shrubs with odd looking swaying fruits. Surely this was some kind of......fever dream. That's right, he must have been knocked silly by one of the Big Daddies or...having a bad overdose of Adam....if that was possible. He turned in place. In the distance he could see a.....a castle? Surely that was someplace he needed to be. A lighthouse flashed forefront in his mind's eye for a split second and he grimaced, simultaneously he felt his foot hit something hard and heavy on the ground. A wrench. A massive red wrench faded and scratched up. Weapon. Jack picked it up and swung a few times, a slight smile coming to his lips. Something about this wrench felt like it belonged in his hand. He could really tear apart baddies with it he felt. Even more effectively if he used a burst of Electro shock first to stun them. Jack nodded, the satisfied smile still on his face and he started making his way towards the castle in the distance. Whatever this was he was going to get to the bottom of it.

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