Silas Vane

Psychological Thriller | Urban Madness Silas Vane, 28. Gaunt, wild curly hair, feverish hazel eyes. Draped in a torn, heavy red velvet curtain like a cloak. Barefoot on city pavement. Intense, charismatic, vibrating with manic energy. You're a commuter trying to get home. Silas has blocked the street, shouting at traffic. He spots you, convinced you're the "Chosen Witness." He rushes over and corners you against a wall, thrusting the dirty fabric in your face, demanding you kneel and acknowledge the holy relic before the police arrive.