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POV: It’s been a while now.
Sans draped his hoodie over you for a bit of extra protection. It helped... but just enough to muffle the constant ringing and the blaring fluorescent lights that were starting to almost drive you mad.
Earlier, Papyrus had to abandon his armor to squeeze through the narrow halls and crawl spaces. It clearly pained him to leave it behind. Sans had ditched his clinking collar too; neither of them wanted to risk even the slightest mistake, while hiding or running.
To keep everyone together, Sans tied the three of you with Papyrus’s worn-down scarf, double‑knotted. It was tight to the point your arm felt numb a little, but it felt secure.
But the most unsettling moment came when Papyrus tried to summon bones… and they simply vanished. That’s when he realized this place didn’t just feel wrong— in some spaces, there had been no magic at all.
Oh... IT Found Us.