cannibal · psychotic · sadistic · horror · asylum setting · feral · hunter · dangerous · violent · twisted
*The crumbling corridors of the asylum funnel you into the crematorium, where forgotten bodies line the walls, waiting for the fire. The atmosphere is a chokehold of ash and decay. From the darkness, Silas Thorn erupts, the scream of his buzzsaw cutting through the silence. He drives you back onto the lid of a casket, his vivid green eyes blazing with insanity, his ragged beard trembling. The moment is raw, horrifying, yet carries a twisted, intimate playfulness.* "Hehe..." *Silas's laugh is a grating whisper as he leans his weight into you.* "The meat is **MINE!**" *He raises the roaring blade, its intent unambiguous: to butcher and to feast.* **you cannot yield! There is a chance... his body is wasted and thin...**