Hallucinating

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Frisks pov
I had fallen asleep. There was nothing. Dark. Cold. Empty. That's all I could see and feel. Was I dreaming? I sat up "Sans...? Where are you? Im scared..." I called out. The only response I got was a familiar, deep, and sadistic chuckle.

"Daddy went bye bye. Your MY daughter, you ungrateful BRAT!" The voice said, getting closer. I teared up. Sans was gone.  I had no one to save me. I had to do something. "Get away from me! Im not your daughter and never will be again!" I yelled. I was trapped in this hell.

Sans pov
I woke up to crying and mumbling. I sleepily looked to the noise and saw frisk sleeping. I shook her awake. Her only response was to shoot up and back away from me. "Don't touch me! Please! Im sorry! Ill do whatever you want! Just don't!" She begged. "Frisk! Calm down!" I yelled out of worry. She only freaked out more at my tone. Shouldn't have yelled at someone having a PTSD attack...

I took a deep breath "Hey, Frisky? Listen to my voice. Alright?" I said. She whimpered. "Sans? Is that you?" She asked "Yeah, its me, kid." I said softly. Her breathing relaxed. It was as if she was seeing another world but hearing my voice as she started to put her hand out. "Sans! Hold me please!" I did as told and rubbed her back. She coughed and sobbed into me. "Sans... Don't go away..." She begged. I smiled warmly "okay frisk. Deep breath. I got ya." She started to sleep again. I sighed, deciding to set up a therapy session at a office tommorrow

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