《Size doesn't Change Love》Nightmares Never Stay
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(DONT PLAY VIDEO UNTIL I SAY!) "Where am I?" i asked as i looked at the yellow and gold hall in front of me. *AM I IN JUDGEMENT HALL?!* i thought as i felt something in my hand. I looked down and saw a knife. The blade was dripping with blood. I heard something behind me. I turned around, and my heart stopped. Sans was leaning up against a column. And he had a large, red gash going across his shirt. *NONONO!* my head screamed. I couldn't move. I watched helplessly as he pulled his hand out of his pocket, revealing a red scarf. *no....* i thought as he started crying. I tried to move, but a white light flashed across him, and he turned to dust. *NO!!!!!* i yelled in my head as everything faded to black......
*GASP* i woke up in a cold sweat. I started crying softly as i realized what that nightmare meant. (SPOILER ALERT) that was the ending of a Genocide Run. i removed my scarf with Papyrus and Sans in it, and sat it on the ground. I stood up and took off my blue jacket, leaving me in a white t-shirt, and black basketball shorts. I walked over to the door to the balcony, and walked outside. I started crying again, my tears being illuminated by the moon's light. I looked out at the ocean in the distance, and tried to pull myself together. "Mom, Dad, i'm lost. I dont know what to do." i said as i looked up at the moon. "Hey, it's okay." i heard a voice say from behind me. I turned around quickly, only to be met with Sans. but it wasn't. He was full size. He had on a white hoodie, and had a long red gash going across his hoodie. He had pixels covering his right eye. "It's okay." he said, outstretching his arms. I ran into his arms, hugging him tight. "I know it's hard." he said. "But stay determined. Things will get better." he said as i looked at him. "My name is Geno." he said as he held out a hand. I shook his hand, and smiled. "My name is Riley." i said as i cleared my eyes. "Well Riley, i have to be getting back. I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other again soon." he said as he vanished. "Heh. maybe we will." i said as i walked back inside.
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Sans was awake, rubbing his eyes. He started crying. "Sans. "It's okay." i said as i picked him up, pulling him close. He pulled tighter on my jacket. He was shaking. I started softly singing one of my favorite songs, Photograph. (play the video) as i was singing, he seemed to calm down. When i stopped, he looked up at me. I smiled down at him. 'Heh, you've got a good voice, kid." he said as i lifted him up to eye level. "Thanks Sans." i said. "No prob." he said as i rested him on the ground. I pulled my jacket back on, and rested Sans on top of me. We fell asleep, and i didn't dream of anything.
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