3rd Person Pov
“Useless! Absolutely useless!” The leader screamed, throwing the clipboard down on the ground in disgust. He sighed in frustration, running his fingers through his hair as he stared at the man hanging in front of him. His eyes were faded away, open and staring, empty as he hung on the straps. A breeder, he was a breeder, or he was supposed to be. “Send him to the bleeders.” The leader said in disgust, turning around towards the doors.
“Sir..” A man in a white lab coat stuttered, scared. Vampires, they were all vampires, but the leader was scary, especially when he was furious. The Leader turned to look at the man, taking note of the fear shining behind his eyes as he gathered the clipboard off of the ground, jostling four more. “What about the other four?” He asked, point
