My Little Mutt (FS!Papyrus x Female!Reader)

Chapter 34- The Cold Cell

Writer~San: Hello! Instead of time skipping, we actually gonna go BACK in time to the day Y/N and Sans were taken. Understand? Great! Into the next chapter you go- *gently pushes you forward*
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(~Your POV + Time Rewind~)

'Ow.. my freaking head..'

I slowly come to, first of all realizing that it was dark.

'Of course, this makes perfect sense. Every time I'm taken forcefully by someone aka Mutt or anyone else- IT'S ALWAYS DARK!'

I try to move my arms, my head is throbbing. New realization, I have handcuffs bound on my arms and I feel weak as heck.

'Lovely...'

I groan, grabbing at my head, the chains making noise as they grind against each other.

'Sans-'

I gasp, remembering what happened, "Crap.." As the memories flooded back, so did the guilt. The EXTREME amount of guilt...

'I messed up big. Even that's an understatement.....'

I sit up, the ground is cold and rough like rock.

'Where am I?'

I attempt to stand up, but ultimately fail, my knees are still numb. They gave out, making me stumble and fall onto the ground again. On top of that, I feel a restraint around my ankles, holding me in a certain radius. I hiss as my knees set out a harsh stinging pain, getting scraped up against the ground in the fall.

'Bad idea, I'm stuck. *SIGH* DanG..'

I start from square one, sitting myself up again. My arms are trembling, yet my willpower helps me to push myself up. This headache certainly ain't helping the situation.

'Why can't I control my body?! Stop shaking and pull yourself together! Did I have a concussion? Dehydration? How long have I been out?'

My eyes are still trying to adjust to the dark.

'I can't see a thing.'

I decide to rely on another sense, touch. I feel around the area, starting with the chains around my legs. Following it with my fingers, I stop when I feel a large cold surface. Using both hands, but still showing caution, I trace the object.

'It's a sphere. A lot bigger than a basketball but solid and cold. Made out of metal? Is this a ball and chain? Outdated tactic but okay.'

I'm learning more already. Over the course of a few minutes, I explore my limits. I'm able to slide over at least 2 or 3 feet, I would guess, before the chain tugs on my leg. Well, I could probably stretch out more but it would definitely hurt.

With my hands, they're bound together by a chain, which means I can't spread them apart as much as I would like to. Once I figure all that out, I feel around on the floor, getting a makeshift picture of the room in my memory. I know there's a wall behind me, the large metal ball is a few inches away from it. However, I can't reach the other three walls in the room, can't see them either.

'I can try to move the ball..'

I sit back against the ball, gathering all the strength I had in my legs and lower back. Another thing was made clear to me as I tried to shove it over.