[Center][color=A290F5][H1]Felix Jones — MY-1801-FJ[/H1][/color][/Center]
With the boy's focus on identifying food it took him a few moments to notice the gory sight to the side of the room, but when he did he immediately flinched away, some part of him identifying it as a hazard only to quickly realise a moment later when against his expectations nothing had happened, that there wasn't really anything particularly dangerous about the scene. What had he thought was going to happen? Once again the boy's memories failed to provide him with context for even his own actions a mild confusion that somewhat frustrated him. Maybe it was because it looked painful? Yeah, that was probably it. One of those people looked really badly injured even if he couldn't see the full extent of their wounds and whatever had happened to each of them had probably hurt a lot given that they all seemed to have passed out or something. The thought was upsetting and he felt the sting of tears forming, despite not knowing the people, before blinking them from his eyes.

Wanting to push the topic from his mind the boy made to force himself back onto his original task of looking for food only to be distracted by the sight the strong girl from earlier moving tables to obscure the bodies. Was she doing something to help? Maybe. Should he try to help her help? Probably, but that was scary, besides, he wasn't anywhere near as strong as her. Still, his curiosity got the better of him and it provided him with an easy distraction from further pondering the now obscured scene he'd witnessed, so he decided to see if he could get a better look at the very least.

The girl vaulted over her makeshift barrier as the boy got close only to jump back over again just moments later, this time clutching something in her hands. The boy couldn't make out what it was the girl was holding and debated between asking her or just leaving, not managing to make a decision before the girl lifted the object, a blue plastic card, to inspect it herself. His curiosity piqued the boy mustered up the courage to speak. [color=A290F5]"Did you find a key?"[/color], realising that was probably a dumb question given the object was obviously a key the boy added, [color=A290F5]"Do you know where it goes?"[/color].

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