"Papyrus~"
Papyrus opened his eyes and found himself in a dark void-like space, he couldn't feel anything but the floor underneath his feet and the freezing air around him.
'What Is This Place?' he thought to himself.
"Papyrus."
The voice came again, this time more apparent. It sounded as if it came from directly behind him. He swiftly turned around and came face to face with...nothing..?
'Somethings Not Right...'
Then something came forth from the darkness, a tall skeleton with- wait a minute is that... 'Me?!'
It was in fact, Papyrus. Except something was off... he has Sans' jacket, and as he got closer Papyrus also realized, 'Is That DUST?!'
The other Papyrus had dust all over his gloves and boots.
Suddenly all the black of the void started to lift, like a curtain, revealing their location.
'The Last Corridor...'
Papyrus hated the memories here... he looked back towards the other Papyrus 'when had i looked away?' but he was gone.
Footsteps came from the other end of the hall, he looked and saw what he had hoped he wouldn't, Frisk.
They had a creepy smile, their eyes were wide open, showing their true blood red color. They were covered head to toe in dust. They chuckled when they saw his scared expression.
He stepped back, but they kept approaching. Then, without hesitation, they jumped at him, swinging their knife.
But before he could be hit... Everything went white.
Oh jeez... so uhh.. 268 words. Yay? I hope you enjoyed it. As i said i might be late on updates because of my summer class AND my family. I'm currently writing this at 11:37pm and I have church in the morning. Good day/night.
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Papyrus' personal hell (wip)
Non-FictionI havent ever made a fanfic before sooo.... yea may not update often, im a very busy person. writing will get better, im taking a creative writing course. Papyrus remembers... the human... the pain... EVERYTHING... it... HURTS....