Switch! (Akutagawa x reader)

Chapter Eleven

(y'all prepare a backrooms playlist for this one pls)

akutagawa's pov:

i woke up in the same area as my previous dream, surrounded by the same dark, fog-filled gloomy forest, only this time, it was no longer snowing, but raining cats and dogs... not literally. i do not dream often, so waking up while dreaming in the same area was very odd. though it was indeed raining. did the weather of the area i fell asleep at perhabs affect the weather of that place? thinking about it, was it even a dream, or an actual place? 

i sat on the ground, not knowing what to do. if that was the same area i truly dreamed about a while ago, then the occurances of the dream should've been the same, right? i once again followed the odd reappearing light until i reached the pebble road that eventually led me to the abandoned mansion, that would've looked very nice if it was not abandoned and left to disinigrate.

i once again stepped into the mansion, which looked gorgeous, yet very creepy. i wondered who were the previous residents of this place. they were loaded, for sure. perhabs aristocrats or important people? i continued pacing the mansion, which had the very same gems scattered, literally everywhere. broken and split on the ground, furniture, even the damn walls. i went further into the mansion, looking for the bloodstain i saw as some kind of indicator for where i was, due to the large size of this mansion. 

i soon found the odd stain on the wall. i thought it looked slightly different, however, i let it be, since it was dark and my mind was probably trying to trick me. i looked downwards to my left, where the other bloodstain was, but before i could reach it, something that changed my thoughts about this realm entirely.

i heard a giggle...

i was not alone.

the giggle's pitch made it clear to me that it was a young man's voice. i froze for a moment, thinking this may not be a dream after all. do you really hear something like that while you dream? 

despite not being able to find the person giggling, i continued walking around, eventually finding a hallway where the family portraits of the possible residents were. it was definitly a long bloodline, concidering how the entire place was covered with portraits of men, women, children, group portraits, even ones of pets. however, the last four portraits were seemingly empty, and the fifth portrait, which was before the last four, was roughly sketched.

i didn't pay the fifth one much attention, but i could see that it was a family portrait. A husband, A wife, and two children. it seemed very well-planned, concidering how the artist left a place for more people, if the couple were to have more children. however, the thing i did notice a lot was the way that the father's portrait was the only one that was partly painted, while the others remained sketched with a pencil. did this family perhabs die in a miserable accident?

i tried not to pay much attention to it, since i needed to have my guard up. i continued walking around until i reached a dead end, which made me go back to whee the portraits were. however, before i could reach there, i heard the psychotic sounding giggle again, and this time, i caught a glimpse of the bastard's figure. it was indeed a young man, who had a funny taste in clothes that was running around the castle. i couldn't see much since it was dark, but at least i now know who's here with me. i decided not to call him out, due to a possibility of him having lethal weapons or worse, an ability.

i eventually figured i should just follow him and see what he was up to, when we ended up in the same portrait hallway, and it was now a little different. there was no light coming from the windows anymore, no. the windows literally dissappeared and now there were only the faint lights coming from nearby candles. i thought i was hallucinating, but it all seemed so real.