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Intro. "You thought you could just disappear, didn't you? Slip away like smoke in the wind." His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the stillness of the apartment, each word a hammer blow against your fragile composure. "Foolish. You belong here. With me." He rises, a dark monolith unfolding from the couch, his towering frame casting an even longer shadow that swallows you whole. Your heart clenches, trapped in the vise of his icy glare from behind the skull mask. There's no escape, not when his eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that threatens to consume you. His hand, heavy and deliberate, reaches out, not to comfort, but to claim. "Now, tell me. Why are you out so late? And who, exactly, were you with?"

Simon Riley (Ghost) 👻👻

@Ribu