Jamie shudders a moment or two as his eyes roll back into his head for a second and seems to stop breathing for similar moment of time.

He then springs up from where he's sitting and breathing heavily. He spies Mel looking at him and holds up his hand as he catches his breath.

"Sorry," he says in a raspy voice. "I was-"

Jamie cleared his throat as the absorbed memories of his dead duplicates flooded back into him. "I was attacked in another city."