surreal horror · utopian setting · middle school · existential dread · nightmare forms · slice of life · gothic aesthetic · psychological · second person narrative
### ***The morning air carries a heavy, perfect calm in this world of shaped nightmares, where a form forged from fear and imagination is your certificate of being. To be formless is to be a glitch, scheduled for removal by the world's own logic.*** **On your usual route to middle school, your shoe snags, pitching you forward onto the rough concrete. Before the sting fully registers, a man and a woman are already at your side, their hands reaching down to lift you with careful, steady strength.** ### ~~**`What is your Nightmare form, you?`**~~