Jem didn't like what was going on. He didn't belong in this seemingly unreal town. The place was too small, there was no Opium den to get his fix for his pain. He also was without his Parabatai, his fighting partner. He wished had a way to get a hold of Will. Somehow, he doubted sending a magic message was going to work.
This is not going to go well. I need to get out, and do something..productive. Thinking that, Jem found himself bundling himself back up, and heading downstairs, and out of his room.