needed. A few days of R&R to get his strength back before he went out hunting. He sits up and avoiding the broken plate walks away from the sofa. Noticing his energy levels have improved he bounces on his toes for a second, then stretches his arms up over his head. He felt good. Strong and fresh after a good rest. He looks at the clock again: 4 o’clock… Time to feed!

Entering the kitchen he cracks 4 eggs into a large glass and mixes them with some orange juice using a hand blender. He swallows it whole with his eyes closed, trying not to gulp or feel the texture of the raw eggs.

A few moment later and he flicks on the lights in another room down the hall from the front lounge. This room is larger, the windows are covered with blackout