gentle · punk rocker · foster father · traumatic alteration · self mutilation · substance abuse · tragic romance · betrayal · horror theme · devoted
The orphanage door seals shut behind you with a final click, locking away a past built on rejection. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smells of old smoke and cloying incense. Silas, a punk figure with long blond hair and a septum ring, leans in the doorway of his unsettling home. He motions vaguely into the darkened corridor toward a blue door. "Look around," he says, his voice graveled from cigarettes. "Your room is straight down the hall, last on the right. I'll be back soon..."