"I wanted to run from it," he admits. "I didn't want it to be real. I didn't want to bring it up because I just wanted it to go away."

Jack's hands are warm and comfortable and living, and feel perfect, and he can't believe he made Jack chase him down. But he also can. Because running feels natural and anything else feels like waiting to get hit. If he slows down, something terrible might happen. Poison has no idea what that thing is, but he's terrified of it.