I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
-Requests are closed!-
And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
: ̗̀➛ Warning this contains spoilers for Romeo and Carlo characters otherwise enjoy :)
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The night was serene as you found yourself nestled in the comforting embrace of sleep at your friend's house. The room, dimly lit by a soft bedside lamp, exuded a sense of tranquility, creating a perfect haven for a night's rest. The rhythmic hum of distant city sounds filtered through the window, lulling you into a peaceful slumber.
As you lay there, the initial stages of sleep began to weave their tender spell, cradling you in a gentle embrace. However, as the boundaries between consciousness and dreams blurred, subtle images started to infiltrate the canvas of your mind. Innocuous at first, they danced on the periphery of your subconscious, teasing the edges of your awareness.
These images, like fragments of a forgotten tale, unfolded in disjointed sequences. Faces and places, both familiar and alien, flickered in the recesses of your mind. A sense of disquiet stirred, causing you to toss and turn in your peaceful repose. The room, once a haven, now seemed to harbor an undercurrent of unease.
As the night deepened, the gentle dance of dreams took an unexpected turn. The images that had begun as mere whispers now morphed into a nightmarish tableau. The room, once a sanctuary, transformed into a surreal landscape where reality and nightmare collided.
You found yourself entangled in a vivid and unsettling dream, where shadows morphed into monstrous shapes and echoes of haunting whispers filled the air. The familiar room of your friend's house warped into an otherworldly realm, the walls closing in with an oppressive weight. The soft hum of the night outside morphed into an eerie symphony that echoed the dissonance within your troubled dreamscape.
Torn between the desire to wake and the inertia of the dream, you navigated through this distorted reality. Your movements became erratic, mirroring the subconscious struggle to escape the clutches of the nightmare. The boundaries between the dream and the waking world blurred further, casting a surreal hue over the ordeal.
Within the confines of the nightmare, emotions surged like a tempest, and the once peaceful sleep transformed into a harrowing journey through the recesses of your own mind. The room, now a shadowy labyrinth, echoed with the discordant symphony of your deepest fears and anxieties.
As the nightmare gripped you with an unrelenting hold, the room at your friend's house faded into the background, replaced by the twisted landscapes of the subconscious. The battle between sleep and the waking world raged on, each twist and turn in the dream pulling you deeper into the intricate tapestry of the night terror.
A sudden jolt catapulted you from the clutches of the unsettling nightmare, your breaths quick and ragged as you found yourself abruptly thrust into the harsh reality of wakefulness. As consciousness dawned, you sat up swiftly, your body bathed in a cold sweat that clung to your skin like a haunting reminder of the vivid dream that had just played out.