All Living Things Small Animal Cage Novels & Stories

He muttered and I rolled my eyes back to them. “So Noone is Going to fess up, right?” I asked again but they all seemed Reluctant. “Fine, Two weeks in Death's Cage for all of you!” I said and their eyes widened as they began crying Wildly. “What is death's cage?” Elaine asked. “It's a cage filled with different animals who has been hypnotized not to attack themselves but only humans who were thrown in, it's our torture zone!” Alistair answered her before facing me while I stared intensely at them all.

They stood in awe before a sight that sent waves of dread through their souls. It was a large hall filled with cages containing dozens of imprisoned creatures. There were many of different species of animals, all ranging in size and appearance. However, most captivated Saelyna’s gaze, for they were familiar faces. Faces whose owners she had known for many years, whose bonds and memories had become precious to her.

I had been locked up in a life size rectangular cage, just like an animal. From the side of my eyes, I quickly noticed similar cages littered around the place and they all had girls of various ages in them. The cages were just big enough to barely move around in, it didn't seem like I would even be able to stand in it. I tried to stand but winced when my waist gave a slight but painful crack.

In front of Hayley stood a glass enclosure that looked like a cage. It covered roughly 1,000 square feet. Inside were rows of insulated boxes growing vegetables, a dog, and an elderly man in a wheelchair. The space was fully equipped, with ventilation, water filtration, food, and a place to sleep; even a dog for company. If it were out in the open, it would've been a comfortable little shelter. But here, sitting in the middle of an underground parking garage, it felt completely out of place.

Character: Cunning and nocturnal. Characteristics: Due to its size, minor nests have already been discovered in the most inaccessible places. It has also happened that they have penetrated living spaces through ventilation shafts and toilet drains. The minor is very nimble and agile, and it is best to kill him with traps or fire-throwers as he makes a very small target. He is able to jump 10 times his body size by jumping. Lifespan: 2-3 years Distribution: Rare Distribution area: The minor can be found in South and North America, Europe, Asia and Africa.

The room was twenty-five meters wide, the thing that took up the most space in the room, the silver nails were piled up, you could see the weapons around were made of silver. Pliers, spear tips, silver shoes, silver needles, silver strings… Many and many, in a sturdy silver cage, there is a small wolf in each cage, they are barely breathing, some of them are seriously injured. They lost their sense of pain, most of them were afraid and trembled.

Ana had Coco with her on her leash. In this store, they had a selection of small pets you could purchase. They had all different types of reptiles, like lizards and snakes. They had fresh and salt water fish. Insects and worms and spiders. But up front, and what had drawn Ana's attention were the small rodents. Hamsters, mice, guinea pigs and ferrets. I left her there to go check out. There was only one other person in front of me, so it didn't take long. I swung back around to grab Ana.

Tiny paws scratched faintly against glass, tails thumped excitedly, and the air buzzed with low barks, soft whimpers, and the occasional curious meow. The smell was clean—shampoo, fresh bedding, and something faintly sweet that reminded me of baby powder. Shelves were neatly stocked with toys of every color imaginable: rubber bones, rope tugs, squeaky animals, tiny sweaters folded with care. Food bags were stacked like miniature towers, labels boasting health and happiness.

The two women reluctantly agreed. Number one lab was a huge windowless room. All the spaces and three room length benches were taken up by literally hundreds of cages of all types – some of a sealed-glass construction with their own private air-conditioning and filtration units, but most of the standard open mesh type. Hundreds of pairs of eyes, mostly small, red and beady, turned to stare at us as we entered. There must have been between fifteen hundred and two thousand animals in that room altogether – mostly mice, ninety per cent of them mice, I should have guessed, but also about a hundred rabbits and the same of guinea pigs. From what I could see they all seemed in good health.

It was big enough for a small child. But that was not the worst part… A tag was hanging around the cage, and a name was written on it. My body suddenly went cold. “Millen”