✰ REMIX ✰ Jax x Reader ⋮ TADC (GN! Reader)

22★ We knew all along.

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                                                       ~✮ Y/N's Perspective ✮~

The circus stretched endlessly before me, a blur of bright lights, twisting rides, and strange sounds, each one blending together in a chaotic symphony that made my skin crawl.

Every part of it felt wrong—like a dream I couldn't escape, but the more I walked, the more I realized that my mind was the one trapped, not my body.

Jax and I walked side by side, his footsteps quiet against the dirt path, as if he were walking through the same fog of confusion I was.

There was a heaviness in the air, and it wasn't just the scent of popcorn and something metallic that lingered in my senses. No, it was something darker, something that seemed to seep into my bones, wrapping around me like a vine I couldn't shake.

Jax broke the silence between us, his voice thick with something I couldn't quite place. "Y'know, it's strange."

I glanced over at him, feeling a small flutter of anxiety rise in my chest. "What's strange?"

"Us," he said, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his expression unreadable. "We're stuck here, and we don't even know why. I mean, we don't even remember how we got here. Nothing. It's like... like we've always been here."

His words hit me harder than I expected, my heart stuttering for a brief moment. I felt it too—the empty space in my mind where the memories should be, like a puzzle I couldn't solve. But there was something else, something only I knew. Something the others didn't have, not like me. The diary.

I kept it hidden deep in my bag, pages folded and crumpled, a mess of words I couldn't fully understand. But in those fragmented lines, in the messy scribbles, I saw glimpses of my past, pieces of who I was before all of this. It wasn't much, but it was more than the others had. It made me feel like I wasn't as lost as they were.

"It is strange," I whispered, looking down at the dirt beneath my feet. "And the puzzles... we just do them every day, like it's all we're supposed to do. No one ever questions it."

The routine felt so... mechanical. Wake up, do the puzzles, repeat. It was like a twisted loop, but I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than just that. I wanted to understand. I needed to.

Jax suddenly stopped walking, and I nearly bumped into him. He was staring ahead, his face pale, as if something had just clicked in his mind. His eyes widened, and his voice, when he finally spoke, was urgent. 

"Wait a second... What if it's all just to distract us from something bigger? What if the puzzles aren't the point at all? What if it's not just to pass the time, but to keep us from thinking about why we're really here?"

His words struck me like lightning, each one crackling in my veins. I had thought about it before—why else would we be doing the same thing, day in and day out, if it wasn't to keep us distracted? But hearing him say it, hearing him voice that fear out loud, made it all feel too real.

"We don't even know anything about why we're here, do we?" I asked, my voice shaking as the unease that had been gnawing at me clawed its way to the surface.

"How did we get here? What happened to us before?"