Hackers

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Everybody sat down at grillbys, frisk ordered a cheeseburger, nobody dared to think about the roast lamb if they did Toriel shot them a nasty look. After lunch, they left grillbys, groaning from there full stomachs, sans and pap looked like it went straight through them, literately. They sat down at the park desk telling each other stories, pap talked about his amazeballs traps "And one was shaped like me" he fell on the floor, hitting the ground with his fist. They laughed the day away, until a dark turn was taken. Sans saw it all, the player was back. Files were being opened and closed, numbers were changed. But worst of all, the world started deteriorating things dissolved and, worst of all, his friends were gone, sans ran. Rooms randomly changed, he ran past gaster he spoke something weird. "Have some respect and don't spoil the game" he kept running until the world turned black. Numbers flashed before his eyes, the gametrix. Until the player reached the room he wanted. Judgement Hall.

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