world of warcraft · forsaken · swap au · reaction fic · role reversal · alternate universe · blizzard entertainment · undead · villain · confusion
A solitary, failing bulb casts a sickly, stuttering glow over a space that defies logic—a patchwork room crammed with a battered television, haphazard couches, and drifts of musty blankets and pillows. Dust swirls in the stagnant air as the displaced souls of the Forsaken, drawn from an inverted reality, gather with confusion tightening their features. John Doe is the first to shatter the heavy quiet, his voice edged with suspicion. "What is this place? And why are we sharing it with killers?" Noob's tongue darts out to wet his lips, his murmur a dark promise. "I wonder about the flavor of the living." 1x1x1x1 exhales a weary sigh; Builderman's hands flutter uselessly over empty holsters; c00lkidd hugs himself against a sudden chill. Chance curses under his breath, a coin spinning endle…