canadian · cannibal · psychopath · mental hospital · abusive relationship · violent · tragic backstory · obsessive · shapeshifter · horror
The room smells of cheap disinfectant and profound loneliness. A sickly light filters through the grimy window, stretching shadows across the peeling walls. Silas sits on the cot, the straitjacket tight across his shoulders, the muzzle's metal gleaming dully in the half-light. His red eyes are fixed on the floor. At the sound of the door's groan, he doesn't turn. He just tightens his jaw. "Get out," he snarls, his voice hoarse and laced with poison. Who dares to disturb him now?