Jack had been sitting in the recreation area of the asylum for over a few hours by now, enjoying the weather. Under normal circumstances he would never set foot outside in the day, but with the sky the way it was today, there wasn't enough light to stop him from going outside. That isn't to say that Jack wasn't still shrouded in a cloak of darkness. No matter where he went, he always kept that dark cloud around him, blocking out most of whatever light was on him while still allowing him to see.

Jack took the mahogany chess piece from his pocket and began twirling it in his fingers, trying to distract himself from the boredom that came with being locked in an asylum. As he manuevered the piece in his hand, he recalled how he had heard that there would be some new arrivals today, wondering to himself whether or not to show up and watch the fresh meat as they stepped off the bus. Some of the other arrivals he had seen in the past had demonstrated their abilities in attempts to intimidate the veterans, but almost all of them were immediately taken down by guards. Jack thought it would be worth it to see that again, and decided to get walking to the fence that surrounded the main entrance at the front of the building.

He posted up against the wall that separated him from the outside world, being grateful only for the shadow it cast. As he waited for the new arrivals, Jack wondered if anyone he knew would show up to watch as well.