The Listener
Chapter 1
Red of Bloodlust
Where am I? I looked around and saw a plain room with the paint chipping off. I tried to stand up but my legs wouldn't move and I realized they were bound. Even the simplest of thoughts were now out of my grasp. Must of drugged me I concluded. Slowly, I tried to remember what had occurred. I was walking and something hit me on the head. There were still so many holes. Where was I going and what had made them want to kidnap me? Suddenly the door came open and a huge man shoved a metal tray at me.
"Eat" he said. I suddenly realized I was starving. I crawled to the tray as fast as I could and tore ferociously at the food. As soon as I took the first bite I knew something was wrong but I couldn't tell what. Damn this drug. I took another bite and I was too hungry to care if anything was wrong. I finished the rest of the food and I instantly felt my thoughts getting further and further away and I felt myself hit the ground before I lost consciousness.
A shriek of pain woke me with a start. I could feel something was different. I was hungry again but I could think much better. The drug must have been in the food. I twisted my wrists to try and create enough space for my hands too get through. It worked. Obviously these weren't very high class criminals. Another shriek brought me to my senses. Something was going on out there. I prayed it was on my side. I used my hands and clawed at the ropes on my legs. Surprisingly, they came away easily. I tried to open the door and it was open. What kind of kidnappers would leave their hostage in an unlocked room? I didn't have time to dwell on it. I opened the door and saw the ground stained red with blood. A massive pile of bodies lay a foot away from my prison and on the other side someone was there. His eyes glowed red and I knew it was bloodlust.
