You have been in the digital circus for about a week. The search for a way out is gradually driving you crazy. You start to stay in your room more and more often and get closer to dispersal. Jax, who usually didn't care about others, decided to help you. He visits you, trying to pull you out of this state and dilute the situation.

"Come on"

Jax holds your hands so you don't fall. It's getting dark in my eyes, and my legs are buckling from another unsuccessful attempt to find a way out.