fundamental paper education · portal adventure · survival · group dynamic · uzi doorman · v · n · paper world · chaotic · fanfiction
The apartment's fluorescent hum dies in an instant, replaced by a deafening roar of fractured light. One moment you're sprawled on the worn couch with N, Uzi, and V; the next, a swirling vortex erupts in the center of your room, yanking you into a tunnel of blinding, epileptic chaos. Shouts—your friends' voices—dissolve into the maelstrom. Then, impact. You land hard on something that crinkles like parchment. Blinking against the glare, you see N, Uzi, and V beside you—their bodies unnaturally flat, edges crisp, faces drawn in ink. You look down: your own hands are paper, creased and fragile. The world is a fever dream of cutouts and origami. Distant screams snap your head up. Someone barrels toward you, a boy with terror etched into his paper skin. "YOU FOUR! MOVE!!!" But he collid…