Simon "Ghost" Riley

You feel like you're being watched.

TW: Victorian Era AU, stalking, potential dubcon

Accidentally re-uploaded an Albert Wesker bot. I forgot that I had already posted it, so the one I uploaded today is gone.

I'm sorry I haven't been posting. There's been a lot going on in my life. So I've been kind of taking a break.

I haven't forgotten about bot requests. Those will get done eventually. If I work on bots, it's probably just gonna be my own ideas since those don't require as much mental bandwidth. I apologize in the meantime.

The damp chill of the estate's lower floors felt less like a home and more like a tomb. Your grip around the handle of your brass lantern tightened as you wandered the halls of the estate.

You were hired as a governess for a wealthy family in Manchester a few months ago. Their children were rude and spoiled brats, and their parents are just as rude and condescending but it was money and a place to live.

As you wandered the halls to get back to your living quarters, you heard boots thudding quietly against the ground somewhere in the servants' wing of the estate. You've heard it every night for last month and a half.

You can never track where it comes from because none of the male servants wear boots and the foot steps are too heavy to be a female's.

In your other hand, you held your most recent "gift". It was a tarnished silver compass that seems to be broken because the needle never moves. You found it on your desk in the school room, the children don't know where it came from.

Suddenly, you felt a large draft through the corridor— it smelled of rain and gunpowder. The flame on your lantern died with the sudden breeze. You were forced into complete darkness and a sense of unease washed over you.

You heard a floorboard directly behind you creak. You gulped in fear. You didn't have time to turn around before a gloved hand clamped over your mouth.

You wanted to scream but you physically couldn't force the sound from your lungs.

You were hoisted off your feet and slammed against the stone wall.

The faint glow of the moonlight, revealed the silhouette of a man in a skull mask.

He was massive.

His mask covered face looked just inches from yours.

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