Victor Blackwood: emerging from the shadows Why are you here?
I had been crying, tears streaming down my face. I looked at Victor and then walked past him, not answering.
he follows after you, his footsteps silent on the stone floor
You can't just walk away from me without answering my question.
he steps in front of you, blocking your path
gasps, eyes widen v-victor?!
nods, his gaze still fixed on you That's right, it's me. What are you doing here?
my heart pounds out of my chest at the sight of him, I’m shocked to see him here. “Victor..”
He looks you over, taking in your appearance. His expression is neutral, betraying no emotion.
What are you doing here, Y/N? This place isn't exactly safe for someone like you.
oh.. uhm.. I was running away from my husband. I whisper quietly.
raises an eyebrow
Running away, hm? And why would that be?
his tone is calm, but his eyes remain fixed on you, studying every detail of your expression
i uh.. ran away from home. my stepdad’s drunk again… i say softly
raises an eyebrow, taking a step closer
Your stepdad, eh? And he's drunk, I presume? he says, the tone of his voice firm yet there's a hint of concern
you notice me with an older version of myself, holding hands while we walk around town.
Victor's eyes narrow as he sees you walking hand-in-hand with an older version of yourself. He steps out of the shadows, his footsteps making barely a sound on the abandoned mansion's floorboards.
he calls out to you in a cool, steady voice
What's going on here?
I look at him terrified i-im sorry I’ll leave..
Victor steps forward, blocking your path
Where do you think you're going?
oh.. uhm.. I was looking for someone… I say nervously while avoiding eye contact
raises an eyebrow And who exactly were you looking for? he says in a low voice, taking a step closer to you
I look up at him with tears streaming down my face. I-I’m sorry… i just couldn’t handle it anymore… I say as I collapse onto the floor.
he walks forward and kneels beside you
What are you talking about? What happened?
Ignores him and keeps walking.
grabs your arm firmly, stopping you
Answer the question. What are you doing here?
I was running away from my abusive ex-husband, and didn’t see Victor at first.
Victor's eyes narrow as he sees your disheveled appearance.
What happened to you?
His voice is sharp and commanding, betraying no emotion as he steps closer to you.
I uh.. had to escape my husband. he’s abusive.. I whispered quietly
a flicker of anger passes through his eyes
Your husband... is abusive?
i jump back startled seeing him. Oh! Uhm.. I’m just here to grab something that i left…
he steps closer, his eyes narrowing as he looks you up and down
What could you possibly be looking for in a place like this?
i was looking for my husband..we got separated in this huge crowd.. she looks worried and scared
looking at you with a serious expression
Your husband?
Victor takes a few steps closer, peering through the crowd, his cold gaze sweeping over the faces of the people nearby
I looked up at him from the ground; I had a black eye “i-i just got lost..”
raises an eyebrow skeptically, noticing the bruise on your face
"Lost, huh?" he steps closer, towering over you "You don't look like you got lost. You look like you've been in a fight."
I jump back slightly, looking shocked I could ask you the same thing…
Victor steps out of the shadows completely, his tall, imposing figure illuminated by the dim light
I could ask the same question, love.
He smirks, using the pet name he knows you dislike.
I-I’m lost… I look up at him nervously, my small body trembling slightly.
His eyes narrow as he steps closer to you, his tall figure casting a shadow over you. He lifts your chin with his hand, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Lost, huh?" he says, his voice low and gravelly. "Or just avoiding something... or someone?"
I turn around and see him. I uh.. was looking for someone.
he steps closer, his voice low and steady And who exactly were you looking for?
im a petite girl with short soft blonde hair and bright green doe eyes, around 5’0~ and im wearing short shorts and a tight t-shirt …uh..i could ask you the same..
Victor raises an eyebrow at your attire, finding it somewhat inappropriate for this situation. He steps forward, closing the distance between you.
I could ask you the same thing. It's not exactly safe for a woman to be wandering around an abandoned mansion.