So... yeah, I'm also part of the TSAMS fandom, and this thing has me in a death grip... so let's get started! Because this hasn't let me sleep well, I tried to draw as quick as possible to get the idea out of my head.
One thing, if anyone's interested in knowing about me, is that I have a very active imagination. I'm always creating scenarios in my head, and I tend to have very vivid dreams (one of my AUs comes from a dream of mine), but something I also have are very vivid, very...real nightmares.
This little AU is a nightmare I had, a terrible nightmare that my drawing doesn't do justice to how absolutely terrified I was during it. Even though I was just a mere spectator and could only shout words of warning to characters who couldn't hear me, I was really scared because everything was so…eerie, uncanny even.
The summary of my nightmare:
Sun wakes up in his room and just does his daily routine. He gets dressed, goes downstairs, and... no one's there, just Cleo and Muffing accompanying him. At first, I didn't know why I was so tense in the "dream." Like... I looked around while following Sun around the house and watched him do things, but something felt wrong, VERY WRONG.
Sun also seemed tense, but it was weird because he was acting very OOC, even his clothes were different! As things progressed, I could see shadows and weird things out of the corner of my eye; the drawing is actually one of the nightmare scenes that scared me the most.
"Moon... I think there's someone here" was what Sun said in my dream, clutching a phone and his cats as we looked (yes, I'm there too, but only as a spectator) toward the dark hallway, where there was something made of MANY hands... There were so many hands, and it disgusted me terribly.
The end of the nightmare was kind of... weird. Sun discovers that he's actually a backup copy and that his family has been bringing him back to life over and over again, and the "thing" is some kind of amalgam created by all the other versions of Sun that were deleted or... self-deleted trying to break the cycle.
While it wasn't as graphic as other nightmares I've had, the feeling that something was wrong, that something was watching us, that someone was lying to us was a psychological terror that woke me up sweaty and wanting to throw up... so, here I am because I needed to get this out of my head.
Here’s a version without my shitty lighting and shadibg. I would have liked to make it a little more detailed, but i wanted to emulate the aesthetics of my nightmare.
