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

Felix pulled the phone away from his face and sighed. Wait bad idea. His face suddenly hurt like hell with a pang of pain from the eye. When were those painkillers coming? He felt his face burst out with pain and he seethed in it. He knew about the insanity of his statement but he needed some solid conection to anything outside of this hospital room that was slowly becoming more and more akin to the sort of room his attacker would've been kept cooped up in.

[color=39b54a]"Well you see, I wasn't attacked at Boston Heights but I stay there. I was attacked at the asylum, but I have a firm belief that is going to be a break in into my apartment as well as others now that we are all out of them for as much as I know"[/color] he pasued and clenched his teeth, his talking becoming harder and harder to not rush. [color=39b54a]"There are dangerous men who have attacked me before, and i know they are going to take this opportunity to raid the apartments"[/color] he was getting too fast, too crazy sounding and erratic, there was no way some two-bit cop was going to believe him.