As he was being tied to the chair, he realized the restraints were different and unique since he can't break through them.
He looked around the room; on the walls were more tools, sharp knives, and others that are used for cutting flesh.
Sebastian heard the two men behind him leave the room without a word.
Then he leaned his head against the headboard. He tried to pull on the restraints, but they were useless.
His stomach growls.
As he sits in silence, real raw hunger eats away at him. For the past two days, he only had a small glass of blood.
He was more worried about going feral. Literally, vampires need more than a small glass of blood; their bodies crave a lot more sustainable blood.
That's another reason why he needs to get out of here.
Sebastian could feel the weakness in him getting weaker. If he only had more blood, he could've broken through these chains with ease.
Sebastian glanced around the room more carefully, looking for anything that can help him.
