Chapter 1

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by Edgy_Writer

by Edgy_Writer

[Papyrus]

I have sat here for what felt like the longest minute to be lived, in this cold room and uneasy chair. It was all silent, besides the quiet being violent and screaming a ringing in my non-existent ears. My arms held back, tied behind the back of the chair, the grip of those chains preventing my magic ability to break free. My legs tied down aswell to the chair legs, I could not prevail to break free, no, I was trapped here. I wanted out, I wanted to scream but nothing came out, it was driving me mad.

The darkened room was pitch, and my head was aching at it all, my chained bones feeling numb from the pressure only made it worse for a second. I cannot tell what is going on, nor do I even care anymore as all I feel now is steaming liquid leaking down my body. I'd just lay my head back on the chair, in my mind hoping that Sans would come find me, or maybe he has and done this to me. Maybe he isn't real, maybe he is, maybe he's gone, or not, maybe he is me or I am him. What am I, and who am I, so many questions lurking in my mind, the ringing drowning out. Im loosing my mind..

As a door could be heard opening, and a faint light shone, brightening the room more. I could not see who, nor do I care, but I do care as my soul started racing, my vision blurred so it was no use in even considering to investigate who or what has caused this light. I coughed lightly, the liquid spitting out my mouth as I did so, the hint of iron in the taste. No, this was blood, blood was all over me and leaking, the panic rushed through me as I was regaining more of consciousness. I could feel my numbness fading as a burning pressure was pressed onto the center top of my ribs. My breath hitching, Im shaking, Im trembling, my body is dying, my eyes are leaking tears mixed with the blood staining my cheeks.

Letting out a loud shriek, a cry for Sans as the pressure for worse and worse. I couldn't tell what was happening, as my vision blurred more, all I know is there I am screaming for dear life at this point. Mercy.

[Sans]

He's just been sleeping, laying there in bed for hours. I am worried, he won't wake up as much as I try he'd just make a unintelligible vowel sound and lay there still. So I decided to sit here next to him, awaiting for him to wake. For Papyrus to come back to me already, I have no idea what is going on in that skull of his, I just hope he is okay.

It isn't like him to be this way, he's always awake first and the last one to lay down. We were suppose to go to our posts only 8 hours ago.. please Papyrus, why won't you wake up, why must you make me wait, why must you make me worried. It's hurting my head and aching my soul as every second slips by that you won't come back. The unfairness swarming me in a sea of fear, anything possible as it jumps into my mind thinking you are in a coma or worse.

"boss... please, i miss you.." I'd say as I rubbed my small hand across his head, then lay my little head on his soft breathing chest. I hope you wake, wake to me and give me a hug or a gentle kiss. It miss your arms around me, I miss the way you speak to me, yell at me and make me yours. You may have left me for now, as I am your pet, your brother, but haven't you learned, keeping one alone that is yours is breaking..

I heave. Heaving out these regrets I have, for the better or worse, I'd rather have you by my side Papyrus.

"H is the first word for hell, boss..." I'd tell him softly, clanking my head gently with his as I stood up, and went to the bedroom door. One last glance at his tiring face before I left the room, and closed it gently.