Skylar heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching the silver door from outside and rolled their eyes.
"I wonder when they'll get the memo that just because I'm part Wolf doesn't mean I eat moldy bread and rotten foods."
"Even I don't eat that. The smell from it and the sight of maggots is already a turnoff." Kayla grumbled and Skylar sighed.
"We're going to have to eat it eventually, though. If we wanna get out of here, alive, we're going to need all the strength we can get." As if on cue, Skylar's stomach made a rumbling sound. "I'm hungry. I wonder what time it is."
At that moment, the bolts on the door got turned and the door was pushed open. He walked in with a blank look on his face as he stared at Skylar in silence.
"Are you finally here to torture me or are you just going to stand there and stare at me like some kind of Zombie?"
"Get up." He ordered and Skylar groaned.
