Tyler awoke to seemingly muffled words being exchanged. It was more the pain coursing through his body that caused his inability to comprehend the conversations than anything else. Everything hurt; and he was momentarily unsure why.
He instinctively concluded that what was unfolding around him was a coordinated effort to subdue any motion within his capabilities. The realization of how he had found himself in the current predicament took a few seconds more.
Once it hit, it fully impacted his will to struggle. He knew he needed freedom from the restraints on his wrists and ankles but in forcing his eyes open he saw light as well as multiple figures above him.
He knew that it was the hands of supernatural beings pinning him to a hard and cold surface, not anything he could escape from.
This only served to ignite his fear and drive to survive.
The vampires seemed excited by his resistance; he could hear it in their tones.
Tyler heard his own guttural groans before realizing he was being cut. His body tensed and he jerked up to see a blade running down his chest.
Someone was collecting his blood.
He could not control the animalistic scream that came next. It pierced deep and he faintly heard a familiar vampires words: "can we find out if he has the gene from that?" before he returned to the comfort of the unconscious realm.