As requested here's 100 words from Jack's pov. Sort of. It explains a few things, at least. Still depressing, though...
No Haven
By: Mariel
He'd forgotten, for that
time, who he was;
Forgotten, even, who he'd
wanted to be.
Tired, worn, and seduced
by hope,
He'd found comfort in
welcoming arms and an understanding heart,
And chosen to follow a path unmarked.
But when the path back to
who he had been got lost,
And the path ahead looked
unclear,
he found himself afraid.
Wavering in that pivotal moment, he turned.
Like a horse rescued from
a burning barn
He shied away, forsaking
the uncertainty of pastures untried
And set his sights
back on the remembered haven.
A haven already destroyed by his leaving.
End