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

Eating the broth suddenly seemed to be the least of Felix's problems, regarding the taste at least. Wasn't mind blowing or something to make him feel instantly cured but it was edible and had taste. He sighed when he'd had enough of his meal and processed where he was. He was hooked up so much he dared move too quickly in case something came loose but he felt certain be wouldn't be attacked in such a condition. 

He wished he wasn't in such a vulnerable position. Looking to his arm as he moved it up and down with gentle concentration he felt the needle in his arm and on usual occasions would have flinched but fortunately for him it was already in and helping him apparently, as wherever the tubes that were tucked snug in his nostrils apparently. Little did he know they were for oxygen in his mind he was sure that was just another way for them to apply medication to him. It was soothing, compared to the explosion of pain he last remembered.

Groaning, he leaned up after finishing his meal, to get the remote for the TV which was nearby. He always did enjoy the media, always lit up his day. With a squint of his good eye he turned on the TV and went to set it to the news channel, eager to see if something juicy had been dug up by the news team yet or better yet, imagine if this was his night to make the news. Well probably the ambulance he was packed into. He looked to the TV hoping it was going to work, he wasn't sure of the state of hospitals over here, god knows if they had proper working Televisions.

A bitter breathy laugh escaped his lips as he put the channel on and put the remote down. A small part of him was calling out to go back to that moment and make that crayon go deeper. Now he was stuck in here without Marc or Riley or anyone. He was alone and vulnerable, anyone would make easy work of him. He groaned and laid back.  He deserved it. The long wait for survival or death. A preference to live was obviously present in everyone but a small part of him wondered if the alternative would be better for him.