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Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


The silence was getting to him. The sound of the TV static was grating on his eardrums like a knife on a chalk board, the sound never stopping just always existing, the only thing there to remind him he could still hear. Tubes that connected him to the machines were still intact and he stopped himself from moving too much in case he disconnected them or damaged them, his own sanity hurt even more. He had called out to what he had hoped would be salvation. And no one answered.

A sigh escaped his lips as he winced, clenching his fists a little as pain hit him a little, a feeling of dull pain resonating from his eye. Obviously the Meds were wearing off, but he didn't know if coping with the pain was part of recovery or if he would have to call for help again. He looked around the room, the lack of anything interesting hitting him again with a feeling of dissatisfaction. He gritted his teeth. He had to get someone here, he needed the pain to go away right now, hell he needed out for hospital so he wasn't useless like always.
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


So it was already that time. It felt like the minutes were melting away, but at the same time it was like the minutes were dragging on. The state he was in was hard to describe, it felt like it was mere minutes ago when he had awoken and now it was already lunch, but along with it he felt bored out of his mind. All he could do right now, was write. It was what he was good at but at the same time, irony kicked in, leaving this the only thing he could do at the moment. Phoning Riley or Marc would've been a godsend, he needed to see someone. This feeling of isolation and vulnerability was getting to him. The fear that anyone could walk through that door with a gun and end his life with a second, it sent chills through his body.

As the man delivered the tray and then went to walk off, Felix let out the beginnings of a sentence, but the door had already swung closed before he had the chance. He reached up and a hand down his face, letting out a sigh as his fingers ran over his skin and tubes that went around his face. He looked to the Tv that had done nothing but spew static at him and he sighed again. He looked to the solid food and prodded it with his finger slightly. Would he eat it? he wasn't sure yet.

Where was everyone? Where had his TV stream gone, everything felt like the world outside was closing down and leaving Felix alone in this room. And it'd barely been more than 4 hours. Of course if he was in danger, the food might be poisoned. Might be the case that the room was bugged too. A smirk slowly appeared on his face. Finally something to have fun with for a few seconds. "If this room is bugged, don't be a stranger, I would love to talk"
Post complete and the fear for Felix's life begins
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


A brief moment of joy and anticipation flooded his body as he caught a glance of the notepad he had requested. He looked to the tray with the pencil and pad and reached for it. Then that brief moment of joy quickly passed over, his mouth left hanging open as the words he was about to let out were left empty. This was not his notepad. Almost instantly he began to feel goosebumps spread across his body like a virus. His notepad was gone. he always had his notepad on his person, yes it was true his clothes would have been ruined but in order to identify him they must have had his wallet.

Without straining his neck too much, he looked around, his head scanning the room like a sensor, trying to pick out anything unusual, but his belongings, were nowhere to be found. That nurse who offered no hospitality? Wouldn't she have known the whereabouts of his belongings, she was the one who answered his call. He tried to look out the door to see anything but it was unlikely he'd see anything of note. His thoughts swam and raced as he panicked and began writing.

In this state of confusion and realisation of vulnerability once more, he began writing about the unknown whereabouts of his clothes, the connections of the rollerderby and the murders and the shooting. That was all he got before putting the pen and paper down, ripping the paper he'd just written on out and stuffing it under his pillow. It struck him that this wasn't neccessarily Justice Memorial Hospital, or if it was, he might not be in the safest of hands. He began writing about his home life, it was on his mind, and it wouldn't appear unusual to anyone who came snooping.
I'll have a post up tomorrow morning soon as! Don't wanna kill the momentum
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


His eyes were fixated on the TV screen, as it appeared to be the only item of interest in his range at the time. He didn't realise this was a heatwave to be fully honest, he just thought it was like this over here a lot. He tried to have a little chuckle but he couldn't force it. Who cared about the weather? Unless it was integral to upcoming events, it was useless to him. if he got distracted now, it'd be game over for him for certain.

He lifted his head a little with a little push of will and physical strength, making a little smile, almost cocky but lacking the energy to full convey cockiness or smugness. If anything he was happy she was older and unremarkable. made her less likely to be working against him or be a distraction. He had to focus on the task at hand, and this woman, if she was nice enough and didn't argue or nag at him, she seemed like she could be a potential help.

"Almost like magic!" he announced her arrival after her little comment about the jello. "I didn't expect such quick help! The jello was lovely by the way, couldn't find fault at all. However, I was wondering if it was possible to get my notebook and pen, wherever they may be, or a note book and pen from anywhere in this hospital" A gentle smile was apparent on his face after talking, his German accent more apparent in his little request.
Fixed
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


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.
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


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.
Felix Hausten

Location: Justice Memorial Hospital


Darkness was pretty much all he had for a second. Finally his eye slowly opened. Light poured into the single iris causing him slight shock, shell-shocking him and making his face flinch. Jeez was that an odd reaction. How long had he been out for. he remembered vividly the doctors putting him under. Wasn't Riley still there with him before he was submerged? He tried to sit up and look around, but it appeared he was alone. From what he could gather, it was the day after he got attacked.

With a straining of his muscles, he leaned up letting out a low groan. God everything hurt, his head was pounding. Oh yeah. He got stabbed. He put his hand up and realised his eye was gone. Emotion abandoned him. How was he supposed to react? Was there any normal reaction. Anger and sadness. Those boiled up and he cursed roughly under his breath before laying back down, breathing heavily. He was reckless and foolish, merely paying for his own stupidity.

His gaze turned to his jello and broth and let out a relieved sigh. At least he was somewhere civil. Witha weak smile he reached out and grabbed a spoon, slowly sipping on his broth. He looked around trying to see what else was around. If he was in any immediate danger, he'd have to go quick.
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