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Who: Conan and YOU
What: Nightmare
When: Now
Where: Inside Conan's mind

Conan gasps desperately for air as he skids around a corner, nearly falling into a puddle as he does so. He is barefoot and dressed in a hugely oversized pullover and jeans, the clothing obviously intended to be worn by someone twice his height. Blood is smeared halfway across his face, probably coming from a deep cut on his head.

His surroundings seem to be what you might expect from any alley on such a dark and rainy night. Dismal, dark and slick with rain. But there is something wrong about the perspective. Everything stretches high up into the sky, further than the eye can see in the darkness.

Carefully pulling up the trailing edges of his jeans, he presses himself up against the wall and listens for any sounds of pursuit.

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"...Who?"

Shinichi shakes his head, wincing as the movement jars his head.

"Never mind. You need to be quiet. He might hear you."

Carson's just going to head on over, pressing against the wall.

"Who might hear us? What's going on?"

"The man in black. I don't know his name."

He needed to get to Inspector Megure before that guy tracked him down again. Shinichi didn't know why that poison hadn't worked or why everything suddenly seemed so much larger. It had done something to him, the pain was enough to make him sure of that. And something was off with his perspective and his sense of balance.

He had the strong suspicion that he needed a hospital. But that could wait until he was sure that that guy wasn't coming after him to finish the job.

And that meant he had to separate himself from this guy. He wouldn't allow anyone else to get pulled into the danger he'd just found himself in.

Carson frowns, looking around. He's no idiot. He's noticed the too-big clothes and the fact he doesn't recognise the name 'Conan'. What the hell is going on?

"You... You're Shinichi, aye?"

He has to get to the bottom of this...

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"How do you know my name?" His response is sharp and a little shrill in panic.

"Hey, hey. Take it easy." Hands going up. "I'm not going to hurt you... You don't remember me?"

"Of course I don't! If we'd ever met before I would remember." His hand comes up again to wipe the blood out of his eyes.

"Okay. Well." Crouching down to be more on Conan's level. "My name is Carson. I'm a doctor. And..." He frowns slightly. "I think I know what might've happened to you."

"I know what happened to me," Shinichi remarks acidly. "I was just the victim of an attempted murder. Now if you'll excuse me I need to contact the police before someone comes to finish the job."