Dream's Masquerade - A Detective Conan fanfiction

A stranded in Detective Conan fic.

Warning: I ship Kaishin 💙💕
No, seriously, Kaishin is a thing here.
Slow build up
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What would you do if the line between fiction and reality blurred? You start to see people, you know to be fiction; see places that aren't supposed to be where they appear to be? Nothing is how it is supposed to be and no one you knew remembers you. It's just like you have been torn from your safe space and trown into a place unknown to you, with no one to ask help of. The worst thing of all:

There are murders happening left and right.

The Japan of Detective Conan is everything but safe for someone unfamiliar with the language and no home to stay at. Even with more knowledge than one would be comfortable about some important people occupying it, it was still as terrifying, if not more so.

When Fae began to see houses she had never seen before in places she visisted quite frequently, she didn't think any of it at first. However, as more and more of her homtown was replaced by what seemed to be a big modern city, worry etched on her conscience.

Was she losing her mind?
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