Zero Hawthorne

I open my eyes slowly, my limbs acing and sore. My gaze is blurry as I try to get a sense of where I am. Chains hold my wrists and ankles so that I am unable to move. I blink a couple times to adjust my sight. I hear the echo of steps through the cave. I look up to see a human standing there. At that moment I realize how hungry I am. My eyes glow red and I gaze at the human with bloodlust.