Undertale - Patient Zero - Reader Insert

Chapter 4 - Dramatic cat!

When you come to, the first thing you think of is a hospital. The smell of the air, the feeling of what was beneath you, which felt like an uncomfortable bed, seemed to instantly spell out: hospital. As you slowly opened your eyes,hissing instinctively at the bright light, it seemed as in you were in just that. But, well, a small one.

A weird monitor was bleeping at your side, one you instantly recognised as a heart monitor, and you looked down to see a wire attached to you. You lifted your hand up to your head, and felt around. The blood was gone.

So was your hat.

Who put you in here? Where were you? What happened to the alleyway? When you look down, you notice your still in your clothes. You slowly peel off the wire, attached to your hand, and get out of the bed. You shut off the machine as it says your heart goes dead, and you stand up slowly.

Your stomach feels like it'd one a back flip, and you fall backward. Your head pounds, everything was slightly fuzzy as you blink. You again sit up, this time much more pre-cautiously than before, and then look for a window. You find one, and slowly make your way over to it. Your head feels like its being drilled into slowly, but you keep persisting, until you've finally made it to the window. You grip the window for support, and look out. It takes you a moment to recognise where you are, but then you can distinguish the alleyway you jumped down to from where you stand. Indeed, you were in the building Sans had been in a day previous, where you overheard his phone call.

Was it him who brought you here? If it was, which you were now presuming, then he knew, didn't he? He knew. Oh, he definitely knew. You were bleeding from your ears. He knows you have ears. Oh god.

"Well, sleeping beauty finally decided to wake up." A voice arises from behind you, and you jump, turning around. At the door, which you only noticed now it was open; was a short skeleton. You instinctively reached your hands up to cover your ears. He rolled his eyes, or whatever he had in place of his eye sockets.

"Please, I know your a freak. No need to cover 'em up." You visibly flinch at his words. 'Freak.' While knowing he was true, it didn't make it any easier to swallow that sentence. You slowly lower your hands, and look at him. "Don't tell anyone." Your voice comes off as more scared than threatening, and he laughs slightly. He walks across the room to the bed you were in moments before, and sits down. "I'll be honest with you. I don't like you - whatever the hell you are." He pauses for a moment, and then looks at you. His eyes fade away to nothing, and you take a gulp of breathe. Your eyes became sharp as you stood up sharper. You could feel your ears to perk up slightly. You could tell he took a glance at them at the way he moved his head. Now, your having what seems to be a silent stand off with him. "You creep me out." You say bluntly, and he just shrugs.

"Not my problem, buddo." Buddo? Did he really just say buddo? Turns out that yes, yes he did. "Look. If you as so much hurt my friends..." You felt the air between you two start to crackle unnaturally, as time and space tears apart as you look at each other for what seems like an eternity, and you can feel every particle you both inhale and exhale. "You'r gonna have a bad time." A flash of blue as you saw something phase in and out of existence behind him, and you stared at them blankly.

"Look." You turn away from him to be able to concentrate on your own movements and not the fact that the universe seems to be tearing apart right here and now. "If your worried about your friends, then I'm not gonna hurt them. But, if I don't hurt them. You dont tell anyone." This seems reasonable right? You run through things in your head. Right now, if he wanted to, he could potentially kill you. "Deal." The universe came together again, and somehow, you were back to looking at him again. His eyes lit back up, and he extended an arm out to you, grinning his usual grin. "My name is Sans. Sans the skeleton. This is my lab." You think for a moment, looking at his cold, bony hand.