Austin sat in his cage, long used to the pain of the wires pressing against his body. He watched the girl be brought in, arms folded tightly across his chest. It wasn't often that someone new was brought it in, she was too old, she looked to be around 17. Why would they have not seen her before? Unless his memory was fogged. There wasn't a reason to keep her hidden, or so he thought. His face twisted into a slight grimace, feeling the familiar pressure in his gums, followed by the growth of his canines into fangs. He was hungry again. He bared the fangs at a passing scientist, a silent show of hatred and his hunger. How he wished he could bury his fangs into one of their necks. Or any body object for that matter. He leaned his head back against the wires behind him, feeling his neck begin to hurt, a burning type feeling. He could last a while with the pain, but one time, in interest of his reaction, watched to see how long he could last. He tore up his neck badly before they supplied him with the blood that he needed. That time period was a day and a half. His hand unconsciously travelled to his throat, where his fingers travelled over the scars located on it.