Jake awoke with a scowl on his face. He looked blearily down at the thick vines binding him. "'The fuck?" He pushed against them, but they barely shifted an inch. Gritting his teeth, he lunged forward against the soft bondage with all limbs. They gave way a moment later, ripping like tissue paper against his enhanced strength. He sighed irritably and cracked his neck.<br/><br/>"Christ..." Jake muttered, taking in the scenery. What the hell had happened, and where was he? He didn't know this vine-infested city that was quiet and (seemingly) empty as a cemetary. It was like something out of a movie. He was more frustrated than confused. With another sigh, he trudged on into the abandoned streets.