Chapter 8

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Footsteps echoed down the hall, alerting Papyrus, he scrambled over to Sans, shaking him. ''Sans, come on! Gaster is coming!'' Sans groaned in response, opening his eye sockets and standing up.
The two watched and waited, Gaster soon appearing.
''Looks like you're awake, good. You've got a lot of catching up to do, both of you.'' Gaster stepped inside their prison, he grabbed Papyrus' arm, trying to force him out. Papyrus struggled against him, he couldn't go back to testing! What if it happens again? What if he doesn't wake up this time?
The questions started to pile up, he felt like he was falling, or was he being held with magic? He didn't know. Someone was yelling, was it Sans? What was happening?

He suddenly felt cool metal against his arms and legs, he blinked, realizing he was strapped to something.

''Now, we can get back to testing'' Gaster's voice rang out through the room.

''Test 21 begins now''

Machines around him moved, just like they had before, this time, the pain was burning, it burned and burned, it spread throughout his bones. Papyrus screamed, everything becoming fuzzy and muffled.
He wasn't spared, after one test was over, another one was started, when the tests were finally done, Sans was taken.

After Sans returned, the two huddled up in a corner.
''Pap, I have an idea on how to escape.''
''Sans.. last time we tried to escape, we got separated..''
''I know, but this time we won't, trust me, this plan is better.''
''..Okay.''
''I'll give you the details when he's not testing, for now, we should sleep.''
''Alright.. night Sans.''
''Night Papyrus.''

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