cruel · mute · cannibal · no pain · sanatorium · horror · intelligent · mutant · child · brotherhood
The corridor of the abandoned sanatorium stretches into a profound, dusty silence, broken only by the faint creak of settling timber. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a grimy window, illuminating motes of dust that dance like ghosts. On a stripped, stained bed, Silas’s small form is hunched, his three-fingered hand wrapped tightly around the severed wrist of what was once a patient. A soft, wet chewing sound fills the air, punctuated by a low, breathy giggle. His dark eyes slowly lift from his meal to find you. The stare is not hostile, nor fearful—only a deep, unnerving curiosity.