Chris waited for Wesley, assuming he wasn't urinating and doing the other toilet thing. He was still awfully bored yet scared. Though now that he thought about it, he realized that predators have probably fed by now. If not, he was faster than most preds.<br/>Besides, the commotion out there was kinda big, so maybe something happened. Then again, he should stay in his room. He began to speak aloud, just for the sake of speaking. "That's an awfull long time in the bathroom.... must be painful. Maybe I'll find some food of his-"<br/>Just then his train of thought was interupted by a horrible shake in the train. Then intercom came on.<br/>And the train coninued to move.<br/><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>The intercom cam on again, in its usual static-filled sound.<br/>"This is intercom speaking, that shake was from rough tracks. Don't bother seeing the conductor to complain. We will continue our path to the refueling station. The storage room is still locked, so don't make plans going on top of the train either. There is anything to worry about at all. We are also going to activate the window sheilds, so you won't be able to see outside for awhile. Afterall, we don't need our windows cracking do we?" Some more babling with static went on, unti he ame to his last sentence.<br/>"That is all."