[h1][b][i][color=39b54a][center]Felix Hausten[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center]Location: Justice Asylum [/center]

So this was the true nature of this "killer". he smirked as he watched her engage in conversation with herself, going in really quickly, being able to talk to herself sow ell. It was highly probable there was actually another voice in her head, her mentality was broken. She would be a fun subject to write about...but it seemed she was taking a turn for the worse.

[color=39b54a]"ooh, Valentine is a person? Blond, brunnete, red head?"[/color] He grinned as he took a step back, taking the ceramic knife out and pretended not to hear Riley. [color=39b54a]"Now c'mon, no one's gonna get killed here, we'll just chat, you can make a fun work of anyone else, not me, I've got a book to publish alriiight"[/color]