Recap:
When his eyes met mine, they furrowed for a moment as if scanning me and he seemed to shake his head. Disappointed at the look of me and I smiled, I have been craving blood for a long time. So I stood up and stretched, the sound of my bones clearly heard as they crackled and pushed themselves back in place.
When the young man took in my build and my height, that's when I tasted the fear. The very fear I had been looking for. It wasn't new but that didn't mean it was desired. Though they had beaten me and drained me of my power, I had let them and if I wanted I would have been out of here.
The fear in this prison wasn't fresh, so having them as meals wasn't appetising but forceful. Yet this kind of smell, plus the fact that it had been delivered to me while it was still fresh, maybe staying in this world for a few more months, wouldn't be an issue. They might as well have given him a birthday gift.
