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

Relief was a virtue as she talked calmly to him, a voice that reassured him that death wasn't kncoking at his door. As much as he wished to inquire as to the whereabouts of his belonginGS,  he realised he would be better to wait a little longer before bringing that up. Maybe after standard procendure was over and he was considered in control of his mind. [color=39b54a]"Oh no do not worry, I'm just glad the other patient was seen to instead of me"[/color] he replied with a weak smile, the accent turned up a notch.

He could almost place the face. His mind was all over the place though so everything was foggy. Could it be the asylum? Or the Derby?  He was sure it was one of those places for sure. His mind, like his head, throbbed and caused Felix pain. All he had to do was survive his time in hospital and he could get out and make progress. 

[color=39b54a]"Side effects?  None I can think of, my memory is bashed up though, I can barely remember arriving here in America!"[/color] A lie, but he was hoping the amount of shock and trauma would be enough for his memory to have been impaired a little. He was still convinced he was bugged, he wanted the guy who had attacked him before to think, he'd forgotten it all. [color=39b54a]"The pain killers are wearing off a little yes, I've eaten what's been given, not the best I must say"[/color] He observed her stationary poses with a quizzical eye. [color=39b54a]"No internal hurting either"[/color]