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-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
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In the current state of somnolence, you were ensnared once more by the recurring nightmare that gripped the fabric of your subconscious mind. Within this nocturnal realm, the rain, relentless and unforgiving, pelted down with an unyielding force, creating a dissonant symphony as it clashed against the unyielding surface of the cement ground.
As the surreal narrative of the dream unfolded, an eerie disconnection permeated your sensory perception. The tactile sensation of your knees scraping against the unforgiving sidewalk, a manifestation of a cruel and vivid reality within the dream, accentuated the surreal atmosphere. Strangely, the sensation of pain failed to register, as if the neural pathways conveying discomfort had been momentarily severed, leaving a void where the expected response should have been.
In the ethereal landscape of this recurring nightmare, a paradox unfolded. The visceral experience of collapsing knees and the accompanying physical distress, although vividly depicted in the dream's narrative, failed to evoke the expected physiological responses. The conundrum extended to other sensory realms; the frigid touch of the cold wind against your saturated body, typically accompanied by an involuntary shiver, remained conspicuously absent.
In this dream-induced enigma, the absence of auditory perception added another layer of disconcerting peculiarity. Despite the anguished screams escaping from the depths of your being, the auditory landscape remained eerily silent, creating an unsettling dissonance between the actions within the dream and the perceptual void that enveloped them.
As the nightmare unfolded in the realm of dreams, the discordance between the vividly depicted events and the muted response of the senses heightened the surreal nature of the experience. The dreamworld, characterized by its own set of paradoxes, continued to unfold with a relentless intensity, leaving you ensnared in a nightmarish tableau where reality and the subconscious danced in disconcerting harmony.
With a sudden jolt, you snapped awake from the clutches of your haunting nightmare, the remnants of the surreal dream dissipating like mist in the light of consciousness. As your senses gradually returned to you, a determination took hold, prompting you to rise from your slumber and make your way downstairs. There, you hoped to find the familiar presence of a certain blue-eyed puppet with freckles – a beacon of comfort and companionship in the tumultuous world of Krat.
Reflecting on your journey, you couldn't help but trace the transformative path you had traversed. Once a feeble survivor paralyzed by fear and haunted by the tragic loss of a younger sibling, you found salvation in the most unexpected form – Pinocchio. His intervention marked a turning point in your life, leading you to the sanctuary of the hotel where the intricacies of survival and the art of combat became your daily companions.
The evolution from a weak survivor to a formidable stalker unfolded as a testament to your resilience and determination. Through persistent practice and unwavering dedication, you shed the shackles of vulnerability, emerging as a survivor not only capable of confronting the menacing entities that prowled the streets of Krat but also one who could navigate the challenges of the hotel's dynamic community.
