When he came across the body, he froze in place.

"...oh, no..." he said, kneeling down by the small student.

"Noooo, no, no..." he whispered, before paying more attention to the 'thickness' around him.

"Hm?" he mumbled, looking around.

"Hmmmmmmmm..." he muttered, narrowing his eyes.

".....Ana?" he asked.

"Is this... your presence?" he wondered aloud, not really expecting much of an answer.

".............." Jackson was silent for a moment, before nodding.

'Right.' he thought.

"Yeah, sure." he then said.

"Look, we need to get going." he commented, as the building seemed to shake again.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"As in, how the hell did this start!?" he asked further, as he started to bolt through the hallways once more.

"Trying to find a host?" he asked.

"I assume you mean ASAP." he said.

"Because didn't you say you had a friend that always had one prepared?" he asked her.

"Or... like, is it too far away or something? Can you not be outside a host for very long?" he asked further.

"Or is this about wanting to stay here at the school?"

"........" Jackson was silent as he heard that.

"Damn it." he cursed.

"How the hell could they have done that?" he wondered aloud.

'Unless... it WAS an inside job.' he then thought.

'IS there a traitor behind these walls...?'

Jackson paused for the briefest of moments, before he shook his head.

'Right.' he thought.

'I shouldn't be surprised you can read my thoughts right now.' he thought further.

'So what do we do?' he asked.

'Can we trust the safe zones? Or any of the staff... or anyone at ALL?' he asked her further.

'...that's true.' Jackson admitted.

'We don't know who we can trust, at all.' he lamented.

He then continued to rush down the hallways, before he noticed a staff member corralling and herding students into one of the safe zone areas.

"...that's Mister Shaile." he commented.

"Isn't he supposed to be on vacation...?"

'I have no idea.' Jackson responded.

"...this is weird." he muttered.

"And it doesn't make sense." he said further.

He then looked around, before getting closer, but trying to remain hidden.

"Yes, that's right, get in the safe zone." Mr. Shaile ordered.

"Stay close together. Don't spread out."

".........." Jackson didn't say anything in response.

Not aloud, anyway.

'I thought something was fishy.' he thought.

He then started to sneak away, as there was another tremor through the building.

'The basement. Right.' he then thought further, as he slipped through the doors to the stairwell, and began to descend.

"Why would he do this?" he asked aloud.

"He always seemed like such a kind and compassionate man."

'....hm.' Jackson thought.

'Maybe.' he replied, as he hurried down the stairs.

'So what do we do now?' he asked her.

'Where do we head, and what do we do with this knowledge of his betrayal?' he asked further.

'...and how long can you last just hitching a ride with me?'

'Makes sense.' Jackson replied.

'We'll see Professor Summers then.' he agreed.

They then reached the bottom of the stairs, and Jackson opened the door to the hallway, only for the immediate area to shake... and violently, at that.

"AH!" he exclaimed, almost getting knocked off his feet.

'The hell was THAT!?' he exclaimed mentally.

'That was alarmingly close!'