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Written for the PBB 2016.

Dan discovers a street that he swears hasn’t been there the day before, and he discovers a man stumbling out of the street unlike any man he’s ever met before. Intrigued by the odd happenings that no one else around him seems to notice, he befriends the man and discovers that not everything in this world is quite like it seems. 

Wordcount: 10,404
TW: Unreality, thoughts about mental illness, short mention of war, nonconsensual kissing
Artist: @fanficfanart (@obsessed-not-possessed) 
Beta: @natskindacrisis
A/N: It’s finally time to post my PBB 2016 story. 😀 I’ve had the opportunity to work with @obsessed-not-possessed who made beautiful art for the story and @natskindacrisis who was an amazing beta and I’m so glad I did, they are absolutely lovely people and I really enjoyed working with them! So thank you guys. 💚 The idea for this story is based on a Weird fiction story called Reports of Certain Events in London by China Miéville. If you ever read that story, you’ll immediately see where I got the idea for this one from. It’s a great read if you have a few minutes to spare. So this is pretty different from the other stuff I usually write and was great to try out for once! Gentle reminder that this story will deal with unreality a lot. If that is something that makes you uncomfortable or causes anxiety, you may want to skip this story to better be safe than sorry. Hope you enjoy. 🙂 x

LINK TO ART by fanficfanart (obsessed-not-possessed) 

Dan knows the way to work like the back of his hand. It’s a fifteen-minute-long walk that he takes almost every day from his flat to that dingy diner he works at. He’s been walking this route for months now. So clearly he must be going insane or maybe he’s overworked, because there’s suddenly a new street he passes on his way home. It’s 2 a.m. and he’s tired. If he were drunk, he’d blame it on that; surely this street he’s seeing all of a sudden is just an illusion. It’s enticing, he feels like it pulls him in, calls him to enter unknown terrain. But when he tries to bring his legs to walk in that direction, it feels like he’s standing face first against a wall and can’t take another step forward. Dan shakes his head and continues his way back home, ready for a shower, as he smells of greasy cooking oil. He can’t wait to get in bed.

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