Jessica's Book Thoughts

"Dude, you died. You're dead," answered Chuck.

"Huh. Are you sure? I asked.

"You've been dead for over four hours," Stephen replied. "You don't feel any pain, right?"

I creased my brow and thought about it. "Nope." I laughed. "So thus s what all the fuss as been about? I though I was going to be some kind of ani-"

Stephen slid a plate of raw mat trough the door slot on the floor of my cage, and I instinctive ran to it. The room passed me in a blur, and before I even knew what I was doing, my canines were shredding apart the bloody tissue. Hunger, so severe, ripped my insides apart, and I devoured the meat...

This part reminds me of The Vampire Diaries in a way.