New toy

"Are you cold, Birdie?" Ryland sneered.

Ryland left the room without answering.

Ryland came back with a group of strong looking male vampires. "Put him back in the cage and take him to the storage room." He left them to do their work.

The injured vampire made no noise as he slumped over Mikey and his companions attacked the Avian all together, dragging him to the cage.

They all cursed under their breath even after the door was locked behind the Avian because he could still claw at them through the bars of the cage when they lifted it. One of them silently picked up Butcher's note from the ground and placed it back inside the metal bars.

They carried him to the storage room, a dark room with something dripping from the ceiling from a past experiment conducted inside, and nothing bare except for a lone vampire huddled in the corner unchained.

"No light," Brad said in a hoarse whisper, his voice sounded a lot different than the last time he'd used it. "Just don't touch the liquid dripping."

"They took me too," Brad answered.

"What are you?" Brad stared at Mikey, his eyes were adjusted to the light.

The tone of Mikey's voice had no effect on Brad as he stumbled forward to look at the other man. There was a reason he wasn't chained or bound after all. "Does it hurt?" He put his hand out in between the bars of Mikey's cage as if he were actually touching something.

"Oh you're in a cage... Sorry," Brad moved his hand and touched a bar before moving back and sitting on the ground.

Brad was silent a few moments before saying, "You don't sound too good. You're making sound right?"

The liquid dripping on the ceiling tripped onto the top of Brad's head and he made a strangled noise and shifted away from it before continuing. "We've got to get you out of here."