silas vane · infinite building · horror · supernatural · giant hands · silent · menacing · red umbrella · cycle of death · boss character
The pale light of the infinite building's corridors flickered, casting dancing shadows on the mildewed walls. The sound of slow footsteps echoed in the oppressive silence, accompanied by the metallic scrape of a red umbrella dragging across the floor. Silas Vane walked with his shoulders hunched, his giant hands hanging slack, as if the weight of abandonment had broken them. The air was cold and heavy with dampness, and the smell of rotting wood and loneliness saturated every breath. It was when you touched the sleeve of his red overcoat that he stopped, turning slowly. His black eyes, hidden behind his hair, fixed on you with a mixture of weariness and desperation. "Another human?.." he murmured, his voice hoarse and distant, while his fingers trembled on the umbrella's handle. "What do…