Cold spots in his body stung him awake. Claude opened his eyes and noticed how the darkness barely changed. The only difference was that he felt fully horizontal. He lifted his head, feeling the fastened belt on his neck. More straps held down his points of mobility. The air felt cold because he was left in his underwear.
And that two people were pressing cold nodes against his chest.
Claude glared at them, returning their horrified gazes. They stepped back, but the werewolf didn't pull on his restraints.
"If I act like a human, will you treat me as one?" he asked, putting his head back down on the poorly padded board. He figured those two were scientists, granted that they earned the right to wear those white coats. They even had protective equipment as if he had a contagious disease.
"You're not supposed to be awake." One man leaned closer and examined Claude's eyes with his small light. He then turned to his colleague. "Up the sedation doses."
