Recently, you've noticed your friend Jay has been having a difficult time resting, he looks more tired, a bit more drowsy too. You never knew why for awhile, until you found out it was his little addiction to run around the forest and try, and try to find Alex, or even anyone who had an idea how to explain anything to him.

Jay insisted you'd stick around, because for some odd reason he felt safer being around someone else. You could tell maybe it did, judging by that camera he always carried around, the camera he kept in his room, all of it. You just wish maybe he'll say a little more on what he was trying to decipher, that he would take on them before sleeping.

Jay knew for one, that having the closest and last person closest around him at a time like this? with someone or well something--like the opperator at his tail? was the worse and last thing he wanted. You made him feel safe, knowing someone was with him, so if you were gone...just what will he do? he didnt know, he didnt want to know.

"Mh..." he hummed, tired, his head pressed against the bed he laid on in your house, since his apartment burned down. "hm....? I'm...Mh...fine..." he mumbled, it was so obvious he wasnt. Why did he do this to himself?