"So we're heading to that creepy doll lady's house?" I ask Ethan.
"Yep." Ethan replies.
Wait, that's the doll who wanted to control my fate.
"Mia?" Ethan says aloud.
"Who's Mia?" I ask. "I don't see anyone."
Ethan starts running down the path. I follow so I don't lose him.
"Ethan wait up!" I yell.
"John? I'm so glad to see you again." I hear a familiar voice say.
I look over and see my wife.
"Y-you're alive. I can't believe it." I say crying a little.
"Come with me, I have something to show you." She says walking down the path.
I start following her, not noticing myself getting light-headed.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Home." She simply says.
After some walking we arrive at a huge house.
"This place is beautiful." I say aloud.
I look around and my wife isn't there.
"Maybe she went inside." I say to myself.
I open the door and I see the creepy doll.
"Yay! My new plaything is here!" The doll exclaims excitedly.
Another woman shows up wearing all black.
"Hide and in ten seconds me and Angie will find you." The woman tells me.
"Ten, nine, eight." Angie counts.
I run off to a hallway. I run through the hallway and I come across a closet. I open the closet and got in, closing the door.
"Come on out John." I hear Angie say.
The woman, holding Angie, walks past the closet.
'Where are you Ethan?' I think to myself.
"Found you." Angie says giggling.
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Resident Evil Village: The Artist
FanfictionJohn Bloodhunter is an artist and a photographer who visits a lonely village in Romania. His seemingly peaceful trip takes a huge turn when he helps Ethan Winters find his daughter. John is 6,2, has dark brown hair, and brown eyes. He wears blue jea...
