It was hard to tear his eyes away from the fiery gaze ahead of him, but Jacen managed to do it, looking to the side and seeing two unfamiliar beings approach the scene. This whole thing had worried him, like it was some sort of vision of the future.

But the appearance of these others jolted him back to something almost like reality. He hoped that when he looked back ahead of him that the mirror image of him would be gone. But no. He was still there, shifting his own eyes between him and these newcomers.

Don't listen to them. Look at me. Look at me.

Forcing his eyes away from the cloaked figure, he whispered, the sound easily carrying over the breeze. He was hoping the figure wouldn't hear him. But he would. He was in his mind. He could hear everything.

"What's going on? Who are you two?"

In these few moments, Jacen had tried to move away from the tree numerous times, but felt as though he was pressed against it by something that wasn't physically touching him.