Jonathan woke up very early on in the morning. He may have been living there for quite a while now but he still couldn't sleep much with the screaming of the other test subjects but hopefully today he would be able to help. Through a very small tear around the size of a Ping pong ball, Jonathan watched out over the city of Columbia like he did most mornings. He wasn't very good at pin pointing where the tears would open but he had gotten lucky a while back when on happened to open near a Meeting of the knights of songbird. Since then he had been trying his hardest to figure out the best way to get to them. His tears usually opens up on a certain street which wouldn't be very good for getting to Columbia discreetly but he Hypothesized that if he could make his way through the facility he was currently being held captive in. He could escape. His plan was fairly simple, He would do something he had hoped to do for ages and walk through a tear to another universe to get past the cell door that confined him then he would return to the facility through a new tear and make his way to the best possible point to get to Columbia. He hoped it would work.