[h2]Izayoi Grand Hospital - James Maury[/h2]

The news stunned James, who brought his hand up to his face and lightly clasped it over his eyes. "Poor girl," he said. A life brimming with potential cut short randomly and violently. Who was she? What sort of woman would she have become? Why had she died when the rest of them had not? For a man who sought meaning in everything it was an agony far worse than what burned in his nerves right now. It cut him to his core.

Wait, what had Mr. Xander just said? He was headed to the tower when he was injured? That was a fair distance from where they'd been struck by an...he hadn't actually gotten a good look at it. A flying 「Thing」, yes, that was a good description of it. Had what had occurred occurred everywhere? His thoughts went to his crew. They'd split up to scout locations for the show. Surely a few of them had gone to the tower, it was the greatest landmark in town. He's specifically said they should go out and discover local flavor. Depending on far reaching the event was even those not at the tower would be in danger. 

This was no time to dally about in bed. He pushed himself up onto his feet. "Mr. Xander, a moment please. My name is Jame Maury, some of my people may have been at the tower. Please, could you describe exactly what you saw there?"