Jack's new power manifested as a yellow aura surrounding his index finger. At first he was shocked, since he thought that they gained powers only once, but this turn of events proved that the powers they had were most probably in a primitive stage.

"We are still evolving...And that means more power for us, which is unsettling..." Jack thought, while still in his cell.

The commotion he heard before seemed to be a tad bit closer than before, making him think that it was most probably his team escaping. He rejected the idea of Allen going on rampage because, by now, the government would know better than still keeping them in their cells. So it should be Allen, or someone else escaping, but at least he was under control. What piqued his interest was how one or more of them could escape, since the rooms deprived them from their powers. For what he knew, he was powerless inside this organic prison, apparently making him the easiest target of them all, considering some, or all of the others escaped.

"Great...I am a sitting duck. For all I know, the others might not even find me. Or the government could try and kill me before I even had a chance to escape. Not that it would be useful to do so, considering I am not a powerhouse like Allen and Al." he thought.

He sighed. He wasn't even sure if he was to live for more than an hour. He sat down at one of the corners in the cells and remained there. It was the first time Jack felt helpless, without having a way out. He hugged his knees and whispered in a tone that only he could hear "I hope that at least the others will escape, even if I don't..."