The Day After The End (OLD)

2. Contact

-Meanwhile In Hotland-

The dark blueish-green atmosphere of the true lab only complemented its lack of usage. Abstruse objects such as worn beds, large sinks, refrigerators, fogged mirrors, rusty metal wall fans, and golden flowers can be seen looking some what out of place in many of the multiple rooms. The only sound that could be heard is faint frantic typing and humming monitors. 

Glooming green light seeped under the crack of a closed door the only sign of life in the abandoned facility.

In this room Alphys sat on a rolling chair starring nervously at large super computer in front of her. Her fingers were placed jittery on the keys. Empty bags of crisps, instant noodles, and paper coffee cups, written out calculations, crumpled paper, littered not only her desk but the grey marbled floor as well.

There had to be means to fix this, but the added variable didn't make sense to her. According to all the measurements she made of the core...

There was also some other energy trapped inside that kept trying to escape only to bounce back to its original position, and it's property between being energy and matter fluctuated.

"Tha-that's im-impossible." She shuddered bewildered. 

She right clicked on her mouse, bitting the bottom of her lip and watched an organized sequence of interchangeable ones and zeros run down the computer screen and then the screen went black.

The computer flashed back on and beeped, "ERROR" the screen read in large bold letters across the screen. Alphys rubbed her temples in response, it was nerve wracking. This technology was ancient and so forlorn to her, and that was because it was here long before she was even the royal scientist. All that Alphys had the knowledge of that the computer was engineered by the creator of the core in means to monitor, maintain, and control it's energy.

"C-come on..." Her eyes were heavy with stress and the lack of sleep. She has been at this for about a week now with no real break through.

She can't allow this to happen, but the effects letting the core run would release massive quantities of energy potently destroying the Underground. Her knowledge on how to shut down the core safely was limited, and she did not know the effects of all that energy suddenly disappearing, because she had no clue what it was. There was never a safe way to test it...

The core was supposed to be a temporary solution to power the Underground after the war, it was never meant to be the ultimate answer. The energy that the core ran on was to unstable and dangerous, it was supposed to slowly die down over the course of the first year it was created, but the energy only balled up and grew surprisingly living long past it's original life span the same year it's creator disappeared.

Alphys tried to remember something, but it felt like it was washed clean from her mind, so she just brushed it off.

In the far corner of the room red viles of determination have been carefully tucked away and numbered in a cabinet above a large sink. On a shelf across from the cabinet was Flowey in a clay plant pot that rested on a high shelf.

"N-no, b-but that can't ha-happen..." Her whole body was shaking now "Pl-Please wo-work."

Flowey watched Alphys's failures with smug interest.