*Alphonse felt like he was being watched, and turned his gaze from the back of his hand to Pride. He narrowed his eyes even more at the vampire!sin. He held onto the memories from when he was alive he was confused, hurt, very famished. A hunger unlike anything the body has desired. He tried his voice to speak his want.*

I'm hungry.. *It came out tad bit raspy from all the screaming he did. A hand went to his throat rubbing it idly as the sore feeling lingered awaiting to be quenched. Sitting up his body ached in all joints, all spots, everything that could ached did even his eyes. spots danced before them before they went black causing the boy to fall back to the bed once more.*