"You won't get away with this," I shouted for about the hundredth time. I knew it wasn't true considering I had been locked in this empty room for what was probably about a week now, but it made me feel better anyways. Not that I knew for sure how long I'd been here since there were no windows or clocks to give me any sense of time.
I had no idea why I was even here considering whoever had brought me here never came to see me or speak to me at all. The only contact I had with anyone other than myself was when I was fed. It was then that I would see a slender pale hand slide a tray of food under the cat door.
A few hours later I finally had some sense of time. I knew it was night time and that this monster had kept me for exactlay eight days. The tingling sensation in my body told me all of this basd on one simple fact. It was a full moon out tonight.
I was finally going to be free from this prison once and for all, and then I was going to hunt...