ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴀʀʏ

Silas wasn't one for letting someone get away, but after you surprised him while he was getting his hands dirty, you managed to slip from his grasp. Six months, you managed to avoid him. Six months, you were looking over your shoulder. But he found you. His sweet little canary. He just wants to make you sing.

TW: Murder, gore, possible , kidnapping.