-Vertigo-
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Three friends and one stranger drop into a seemingly infinite arcade. How did they get there? What will they find?
Will they ever get out??
⚠️TW⚠️
-Weird/dream/trauma core
-liminal
-infinite things/places
-Suicide
-Blood/Gore
-Murder
-Self-Harm
-Light smut/hints of smut
-Underage Drinking
-Eating disorders
-Abuse
-Drinking
-People going crazy
-Panic Attacks/Mental Breakdowns
-Dissociation/Distortion
-Fighting
I will put a trigger warning at the beginning of the chapter, and I will put a warning before and after the really triggering parts, and I will put a description of the chapter at the end just in case you couldn't read certain parts.
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