Day 3; Blood transfusion complete
As you awake a new beast, a new terrifying breed
To you; your creator laments
"This is the hunter's dream"
It implores you to feed on only pain and anguish
You are blinded but first attempt to speak
"I am not stranded here with you, but you are stranded here with me"
Withering oak painted against darkness becomes your home
No champion to your might
Crude weapons fuel your lust for blood
Despite your lack of sight
You're a most fearsome hunter
It implores you to feed on only flesh and terror
You are famished but first attempt to scream
"I am not stranded here with you, but you are stranded here with me"
Withering oak painted against darkness becomes your home
Terrible fear; an endless well of strength
You're a most fearsome hunter