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(🪬♥️👀) It didn't make any sense. Dreamy Core was supposed to be weird, wasn't it? That was sort of the deal.

🥩🌻🤓But today, something seemed to twist, some wind having started to blow in the #wrong direction and rattling the edges of their dream in ways they didn't like.

And then suddenly, they were pulling. #Tugged. 💉🦷🐆
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(🫀🌻🥩)And they had to
go. No choice was found,
nor granted. Perhaps by
fate, but most likely since
the whole world seemed to
act like it is #glitching outside
of their space, they both
began #walking. 🤓🪬🦷

Everything distorted as they walked. The earth beneath their feet no longer seemed real-either treading on jelly or merely walking through a film of light. 🥦🩸👀

And the routes around them didn't make sense either: roads curving back in upon themselves, streets that weren't streets, buildings that seemed like dreams themselves, stretching toward the sky like twisted, crooked fingers, pointing nowhere and everywhere at once.
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#Trees? Oh yeah. Those were there, too. (🩸👀🤓) But the trees? They were definitely talking. Sort of. Not in words, but in whispers—whispers they couldn't hear clearly.

They couldn't hear them.
But they could feel them.

The way a sound reverberates in your bones but doesn't quite reach your ears. 🦻🥦🫀 Like static. Like something vibrating in the background. They kept walking.
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(🥩🪬🌻) The mansion, perhaps-or at least its cracked shell-showed shimmering walls like it wasn't quite solid and fluttered inside and out.

It was tall and thin one 🫀
moment, then in the next,
it was almost squatting low.

🥦🩸👀 The air around it
buzzed, like a shock of
electricity about to hit.

It didn't look like anything they had ever seen but yet seemed like everything. It called to them.
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#Thepull. It was irresistible. They had to go closer. Each step felt like they were walking on air-as if at any moment they might float away-but the pull was stronger than any notion of fear or confusion. 🥩🦻👀 They could not say it right with their words. It was as if their heart tugged them forward, urging their legs to keep moving even when every part of them screamed that they shouldn't.
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