Red eyes

I started this one, and was thinking of making it into a serial. It's brief, but see what you think.

Red eyes shined from behind the glass, frightened eyes. The pupils were fully dilated; she noted this on her clipboard. The creature snarled through the one-way glass, it was unnerving but not altogether threatening when the glowing red eyes followed her as she moved onto the next captive. This one lay prostrate on the floor. The eyes were not visible, and it seemed altogether more placid than was to be expected. She took a step towards the glass and tapped on the barrier with her pen. There was no reaction from the cell’s inhabitant, not one flicker of response. The overhead light left no shadow in the small room and there was nothing but white walls, a large one-way window and plain grey linoleum floors. She spoke into a microphone of her lapel,

“Is it dead?” Before there was a response across the coms system, there was a response from within the cell. The creature didn’t move but in a surprisingly low voice ground out the words,

“I am yet living. It should, in theory, take a lot more than boredom to kill me madam.”

This was unprecedented. Nothing had engaged in communication without significant ‘encouragement’ before. She blinked, startled, and then stepped backward as the prone body began to rise. It didn’t move awkwardly, but with an impossibly supernatural sense of grace. In one smooth action it rose on the balls of its feet, unaided by the use of its arms. He, for it was male, swiveled to face her. He was lithe, with rakishly long wavy black hair and skin the colour of caramel. He gave off the air of nonchalance that was unusual to say the least. Most became feral, predatory, the oppressiveness of captivity becoming increasingly unbearable. Evidently, however, this specimen didn’t fit the trend. He began to whistle and inspect his fingernails, obviously amused by the silence from her side of the glass. He was an anomaly, and she didn’t like anomalies. She pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her nose and contemplated what course of action to take.