Jack was outside the tent smoking, still in bullet time, when he saw Kor walk out, Jack quickly and quietly followed him to the forest and stood next to him, his footprints the only way to tell he was there. As jack sat next to him he realized probably why he was stuck in bullettime. "Shit if this happens to me everytrime I try to quit crack, I'm gonna punch somebody. Jack then took a thick, sharp stick and scratched in the dirt. "This may soound weird but, I need you to get me some crack, there's a guy on the corner of 5th and Nightengale, tell him Jack sent you. I need this, apparently withdrawl symptoms for superhumans include not being able to control a power or being stuck in it- and holy shit I've got the shakes now, I must look like a vibrater to you, sorry about the reference, couldn't think of a better analogy." Jack had started to have fuull body shakes, in normal time he looked like a super fast shaking blur. Jack then doubled over, clutching his stomach before he began to wrench things up.