The scraping sound of sharp metal on metal followed behind him, grew shriller, then faded a little with each step, long, triple-lacerations clinging to the walls behind him, and with each step Jantec took, they only grew longer.
After his shower, She had come to see him, tried to soothe his mood, brought him jacket nice and clean, and new, fresh, sharp as ever claws, which he promptly adorned himself with.
He didn't know where he was going, until he saw a nurse, who flinched at the sound and held back a yelp when she saw him.
Food. Jantec was hungry, it finally keyed into his brain that his body would eventually collapse without it, but the nurse?
"Weak, useless, pitiful, pathetic, vile, filthy, KILLING YOU WOULD BE a CLEANSING."
His voice had raised to a fervor pitch of a yell, but that's all, he didn't do anything but yell at the nurse, who fled the second his burning blue eyes landed on her throat.
Still dragging his claws behind him, marking the walls as he went, Jantec took his time walking to the Cafeteria, a second nurse was standing in front of the door, about to go in, she was to much for his tried and worn sanity.
With a cruel smile, Jantec lashed out like the Jaguar inside of him and snapped her neck, his first blood-less kill in months.
He picked her limp body up, and with the minimal effort, threw the corpse threw the Cafeteria doors, it hit them with a lifeless thud but continued through the air, sailing straight into a heavy metal table with a sickening crack sound, something inside of her had broken.
Laughing coldly, he walked past the nameless corpse, and made a straight line for the food-lady, oblivious of everyone else.
"M-Mr.Six.."
The vile woman couldn't even speak correctly.
"I highly suggest you make yourself useful and find me something DECENT to eat before I shear a pound of flesh from your fat ass."
He practically spat his entire sentence.