Snippet #2078009

Caylx (to the scientist)
Caylx awoke with another terribly painful headache from the serum they inject to her everytime she goes in.
"Gurrrr." She groaned rubbing her head and adjusting herself in the damp corner. The roughness of the paper dress and the damp empty cell contained her and she needed an out.
"...Blood...." She let out another groan looking at her skin which was growing paler and paler by the minute from the lack of blood. Why werent they giving her blood? She couldnt conform with what they wanted her to do if she didnt get the nutrients.
"Blood...Blood, blood I need blood!" She yelled into the monitor above her. Still no answer came.
"Dammit!" She screamed pulling on her hair. She never knew what to do in a cell such as this. Such confinement. The only thing she ever did was file her nails into points until the scientists cut them down for precautionary measures. Bleeding stubs. This time she braided back her hair and tried to wipe the sweat, oil, and dirt from her face on her gown. The only sounds she heard were the moaning and groaning of the other mutants. How badly she wanted to get out from her cage and drink all their blood just to shut them up. Anything to do so. Suddenly, memories of the night before flooded back into her head. Bugs. Bugs of all kinds. She shoke her head to try and clear them from her mind but it was no use. Another nightmare from the night would do. Caylx pulled on her hair as the screams of the mutants outside were increasing in volume and with her advanced hearing it only gave her head aches. But she did like how it toke her mind off of the bugs. One of the perks in being tortured all the time, are the worse things that arnt as worse as the really bad things. Caylx made a habbit of reminding herself of that. But what she needed right now was blood. Not distractions. Blood.