Unfortunately, reality has a cold, unfeeling regard toward the facts. Had Scott been able to hear Jessica's agonized screams from where he was, he would have rushed back to her in an instant. A man with a heart as compassionate as Scott's could never ignore the pained cries of a loved one. But he did not hear her, as he was no longer in Michigan, but in Massachusetts. His plan was to reach the Atlantic Ocean and get across to England. From there, he would just have to cross the English Channel to get to France, and from there, he could find Shadowgreen.
As Scott had crossed the states, he had been covered in his armor and running and jumping like a man possessed. Valor tried to talk Scott out of it, tried to convince him that he was overreacting and not giving Jessica enough credit, but his old friend would have none of it. Scott truly believed that a romantic relationship with Jessica was a death sentence for her, and though it hurt to breathe from missing her so much, he pressed on. When he reached the very tip of the Atlantic Ocean, he was about to jump as far as he possibly could before a bright light began shining next to him.
"What?!"
The spectral Chiang appeared before him, a look of serenity on his face.
"Scott, I need your help. You haven't been an easy man to contact lately, so I guessed where you would go and came here."
"Now's really not a good time, Chiang."
The monk was completely shocked, having never heard his student refuse to help someone before.
"Scott, what troubles you so?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Scott, please, if you--"
"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!"
Scott threw a punch aimed at Chiang's head, intending for it to be a Fist of Valor. However, Valor had seen Scott was not in his right mind and locked away the power needed for the techniques. As such, the punch that could destroy diamonds passed harmlessly through Chiang's spectral form.
"Something is bad wrong here. You're coming with me, Scott."
Chiang opened a portal and Scott was instantly transported to Chiang's realm. Within the realm, his corporeal body was held down by spectral chains over his torso, so that he was laying down and could not move much.
"Chiang! Let me go, dammit!"
Chiang, with a worried look, stood over him.
"You are not possessed by an evil spirit, so that is a relief. What possesses you is an ailment of the heart that is clouding your mind. You are filled with much sorrow and pain, and that easily turns to rage. Until your rage is spent, I cannot help you."
With Valor sealing off his spirit energy, Scott was helplessly bound by the chains.
Scott screamed in rage and struggled at the chains, trying to use all of his mortal strength, which was incredible, to snap them. However, they held him fast, and the more he resisted the more the chains tightened. His screams of anger turned to screams of emotional pain, until the screaming stopped and the sobbing began. Without the strength to sustain his Valor Armor, Scott laid there in just his civilian clothes and wept uncontrollably. Chiang watched in sadness as Scott suffered emotionally, but knew this had to pass before his student and friend's rationality would return and they could work through this.
"JESSICA!" Scott screamed one last time before the pain reduced him to silence, the only sound being his sniffling as tears stained the floor of Chiang's temple.