[H2] Izayoi Grand Hospital - [color=a187be]Gibson Ves Hawkin[/color] [/h2]

[color=a187be]"Then it seems we're all in agreement then... Alright... If you all want to prepare yourselves... Do so now, i'm going to head straight for the tower, but go no further... Try not to draw attention to yourselves, we've no idea what to prepare for. If we're lucky, whoever did this doesn't think we're alive... So we may have the element of surprise!"[/color]

What else could Gibson say? Everyone seemed to want to help out, and with everyone having gotten most of eac hothers cell numbers, it wouldn't be hard to get in contact with someone else in the group, so with that, Gibson bowed respectfully and walked carefully out of the room, but before leaving he turned to the group still inside the room.

[color=a187be]"If any of you wish to accompany me, simply follow. I won't demand you come along, though... Company would be nice, I suppose"[/color] He spoke, his last words a little sorrowful before making his way out of the hospital as casually as possible and without alerting the presence of the nurses close by. 

[h2] Izayoi - Near Main Street - [color=a187be]Gibson Ves Hawkin[/color] [/h2]

With Gibson now out into the streets, he noticed that in the streets news crews had already swarmed the city, talking about the recent murders, with miles of police tape sectioning off some of the major areas where bodies were unusually high. As Gibson walked on, he heard one of the news reporters talking.

[b]"And here I am standing on main street where accounts of over 500 total deaths have occurred and counting! While it may be unknown to their deaths so far, people speculate that the heat gathered from the cities chrome buildings which happen to be solar powered, may be a contributing factor to the deaths! Heatstroke is now a common occurrence, however this is just a theory, members of the public are advised to report anything suspicious to the police on a moments notice, and that peace and order will be brought to Izayoi shortly!"[/b]

Gibson stopped in his tracks as he looked toward the crime scene on the mainstreet of Izayoi, bodybags practically littered it, with chalk marks artistically lining like dominoes down the mile long strip. But Gibson couldn't believe what he heard.

[color=a187be]"Five hundred... on main street... alone? Hows... that... possible?"[/color]