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╰┈➤ ❝ [ᵇᵘʳᵍᵉⁿᵈʸ] ❞THIS VERY CYCLE had been happening to all seven of them since that night in Savannah, every single night. It was a recurring cycle, at 12 AM, their entire world shifts. The sky turns red, the color drains from the world as it becomes lifeless and mute and worst of all, shadow-like monsters begin to form and roam around mindlessly throughout the world. The group had decided to deem them 'phantoms' given the fact that Ashlyn hears them because of her phantom noises, so it was only appropriate.
They had figured out a couple of things since they had been experiencing this living hell every night. The first being that for an entire seven straight hours, they were all stuck there. The second being that even though time is moving here, the time in the real world was stopped at 12 AM, the very time they entered this hellhole. The third being that while this place seemed to be influenced by the real world, this world has not effect their world, meaning while changes in the real world such as placing weapons around happened in this one, if they were to blow something up in the phantom world, it would be perfectly intact in the real world. That applied to injuries as well, injuries acquired here, can be felt but not shown within the real world and vice-versa. The final being, they always returned right where they left off in each world.
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BORN TO DIE | aiden clark
Fanfic"He had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise." IN WHICH two neighbors meet only to be thrown into a world that was the opposite of their own and forced to battle for their lives every night alongside...