You remember going to bed.

A normal evening — nothing unusual. Before sleep, you played Black Butler again, your favorite arc: The Emerald Witch. The atmosphere this time felt different — colder, heavier. A cursed forest, a strange German village, mysticism, death… Something about it struck you more deeply than usual.

And then — darkness.

And you... woke up. But not in your bed.

You were standing in a forest. Tall trees. Damp air. An unnatural silence. It felt like a dream. A strange, vivid, weighty dream — but still, just a dream… right?

You walked through the forest, searching for a way out. And you were lucky — as you would later learn, not everyone who enters this forest makes it out alive. There was something in the air… foul, toxic, wrong. But somehow, the forest let you go. Perhaps, in that brief moment, it was... calm.

Ahead — a village. Odd. Almost medieval. Unsettlingly familiar.

You stepped onto the street — and everything changed.

Shouts. Villagers. Pitchforks. Panic. You didn’t even have time to process what was happening. But then you realized — you weren’t alone. You weren’t the only one surrounded.

And then… you saw them.

A young noble in a hat. A tall man in a butler’s suit. The servants.

You knew them all.

Characters from Black Butler.

You froze. Logic shattered. Only one thought spun wildly through your mind:

’Did I just fall into an anime???’