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

Spooning the jello into his mouth, Felix found himself on this more "run down" news channel. Well maybe that was a bit harsh, he'd describe as less popular and not as mainstream as the usual Channel 6 which he had seen more often than 31. He appreciated the fact the hospital had some amenities available, he'd just end up getting angry and conflicted with himself if he had found himself stuck in a hospital with nothing but his own mind for company.

He blinked as he viewed the channel, biting down on his lip weakly as he heard the news. Shit was getting way too heated. If he wasn't hospitalised, Felix would have already got himself a safe house sorted out, but he didn't have any contacts available. But with so many people dying at an alarming rate... He shook his head with a sigh of relief as the pain wasn't too bad now. A cold feeling of dread hung over him though, thinking about what he was getting from the news. At first glance the innocent bystanders would be just extras, no one would have cared about them. But is it possible they could've been those hostages Riley talked of.

He attempted to sit up to get a better angle, but this was making his head race and flood with fear and ideas. He had to write this down, quickly. That girl the news talked about, she was that roller skater. And if he recalled correctly one of them was killed in a road accident, and who could forget the shooting at the roller derby he had been at. Thinking back...it seemed this roller derby and the girls in it were somehow the biggest targets. He went to the remote and pressed down on the button that would call for assistance, like a personal bell.