I have no reaction to the sandwich and when the guard comes to take my tray a while later he also brings a second meal, seems they have decided to feed me again after all.
They don’t bring in any more bleeding animals either and it isn’t until my fourth meal a few hours after my dose of Wolfsbane the next day, that they even speak to him.
‘Seems we might not be honoured with your company for much longer Vamp’ the guard sneers as he walks past Zenith’s cells. My heart jumps as I drop the ham sandwich in my hand and crawl to the bars, gripping them until the door shuts behind the man who brought my meal.
‘You getting out’ I gasp in excitement even if I do feel a pang of discomfort that I’ll now be here alone.
Zenith chuckles darkly, ‘no my friend’ he replies smoothly, ‘he’s not talking a
