When I opened my eyes I was no longer surrounded by black but instead I was in a garden and Sans was laying in the grass below me. I tried to call out to him but found I could not move or make a sound. So I looked at him wondering if he would know I was here.

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(Sans POV)

I slowly opened my sockets to a bright sun and open field or perhaps garden. I looked around and saw I was leaning against a statue that looked eerily familiar yet I could not place where I could have seen it before. It looked extremely realistic as if it could have once been alive. A tear ran down my cheek bone as I gazed up at it though I knew not why I was crying. "Frisk?"

The statue had water slowly pouring down where its eyes would be. So I tried to pull out the soul in the statue only to see a black glow coming from the chest cavity. "You are like the dead. Weve been looking for the wrong soul this entire time we need to look for your black soul. If we can find that we can find you." The tears started to flow faster as if it was trying to tell me something. "You cant move can you Frisk. Well then don't worry about it. If the area you are in looks like this we should be able to ask Toriel.. Life where it is. I will come for you alright, just wait for me."

I stood up but then everything around us started to die and as I twirled around I came face to face with Chara. "Oh here you are little Frisk, Gaster has been looking for you. Best come out and let him take you away before you die in that statue there. What do you think about being a primate stone angel instead of a real one. I can arrange that. I will even let Sans ashes be at your feet."

"Chara what are you doing here?" I stared at her pulling out my scythes to face her. I could easily defeat here but that wouldn't effect the real world. This is just a dream, one that is now a nightmare for Frisk.

"Oh Sans you fool I can go anywhere I wish, I am the god of darkness after all and what's darker than a nightmare with me in it?" A wicked grin spread across her face as she looked between myself and Frisk pulling out her own stolen blades. "Now Sans is that any way to greet a new pal?"

"You aren't any pal of mine Chara, now leave this place at once before I need to remove you by force." I got in a readying stance, scythes on either side of me.

"Now Sans the only one leaving here is you, but not just yet." She threw one scythe at what I thought was my direction so I pulled out one of mine in defense only to see that I was enclosed in mirrors and her scythe was headed to Frisks statue. Before I could do anything the statue shattered and I fell as the world around me faded away.

I jerked up opening my sockets to find myself in my bed with my scythes ready to cut Papyrus down. "Oh Paps what are you doing here?"

"WELL BROTHER I CAME UP TO CHECK ON YOU TO FIND YOU SLEEPING, SO I TRIED TO WAKE YOU WHEN YOUR SCYTHES APPEARED.. AND WELL LETS JUST SAY ITS A GOOD THING I HAVE A LOT OF HEALTH, YOU NICKED ME GOOD I WILL ADMIT THAT."

"Oh sorry bout that bro. Good news though I think I know how to find Frisk. Weve been looking for the wrong soul. We need to find a black soul, not a red one."

"AHH.. WHAT DOES A BLACK SOUL FEEL LIKE THEN? I DO NOT RECALL EVER ENCOUNTERING ANY OF THOES BEFORE."

"You wouldn't have Paps they are rare as can be. Essentially they are like us. It should feel like I am next you but with a slight difference. The difference being a slight feeling of Frisks presence consumed by death. I think we will find them in a garden, I know what it looks like but life would be likely the only one to know where it is."

THEN WE SHOULD GO SPEAK WITH MRS. TORIEL AT ONCE. IF SHE IS KNOWS AS MUCH AS YOU SAY THIS WILL NARROW OUR SERCH CONCIDERABLY."

"One problem with that bro, when you feel deaths presence do not approach it. tell me immediately because even though you are related to me you cannot touch it. It would take your soul before you knew what was happening, also we need to be wary. The enemy is likely to be close by as well, and if you see dad... kill him."

"ISNT FATHER ALREADY DEAD. I DO NOT QUITE REMEMBER HIM BUT YOU HAVE SHOWN HIM TO ME A FEW TIMES. I THOUGHT HE WAS GONE FOR GOOD AND WASNT COMMING BACK."

"He will be back if we let him get Frisks soul. I know this is a lot for you to understand brother but dad.. he is trying to use Frisks soul to come back to all planes of existence. That will kill Frisk. Their soul will disappear forever if he uses it. They wont be able to come back at all."

"ALRIGHT BROTHER, I TRUST YOU. NOW THEN WHEN WE GET TO THE GARDEN WHAT WILL WE BE LOOKING FOR?"

"We will look for a statue, an angel statue. One that looks eerily like Frisk, you wont know it at first but then you will be filled with emotions then suddenly you will realize it is them. You will then sense the soul I was speaking of."

"SO WERE LOOKING FOR AN ANGEL STATUE THAT LOOKS LIKE FRISK BUT WE WONT KNOW ITS FRISK AT FIRST?"

"Precisely, do you think you can do it bro?" He seemed process it all in before speaking.

"YES, YES I CAN."