Dirk, June, and Quint were gone, scavenging for resources. Jack was left to watch over the treehouse. Rover, Jack's dog-like creature (which appeared to be mutated with a bluish color, larger and stronger than a regular mutt) was circling the treehouse, keeping guard. Jack was quietly laying on his stomach, kicking his feet, reading a book. Yet, you were left alone with him. God, he hated you so. He tolerated you, for the most part.