dreamscape ( dangerous fellows x reader )

❝ Those peaceful days; killing me gently, but relentlessly... ❞

Somehow, everything is tranquil. Always has, and always will be, or at least, that's what you believe. Nothing to ever scream, anguish, or despair about; the zombie apocalypse merely seems like distant nightmare in your dreamscape. But it's odd; there's always vaguely familiar faces you can't quite put a names to during your daily endeavours, and unfortunately, your memory remains a blank slate. Maybe it's better off that way, with you failing to remember and the others-- well, who exactly, you aren't quite sure--failing to forget. You don't remember how the apocalypse ended, or whether there truly was one at all. One distant memory leads up to the next in a perpetual spiral of truth, and maybe then the realization that you're better off not knowing finally strikes.

(Dangerous Fellows x Female Reader)
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