[IF YOU WANT TO READ THIS!!!] (Sneak Peek) Chapter Thirteen - Nightmares

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This may contain spoilers to the genocide run in Undertale. I would advise that you play or finish that run first before reading this. Unless you don't care about spoilers. Now, let's get on with the chapter.

Chapter Thirteen - Nightmares

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You were standing in a familiar hallway with enormous golden pillars. Light leaked through the thin glass windows as it illuminated the yellow stoned path. Beside you was a locked box and a shimmering yellow star. A heart shaped locket was worn around your neck as you reached out for the star. Words in a black box began to flash before your eyes.

Chara LV 19 - Judgement Hall

Save Continue

"Chara?" you question in confusion. Last time this box appeared, it had always said your name instead. Shrugging it off, you reach out to press the save button. More words appeared in your eyes as you blinked, the words vanished from your sight.

You walked up to the box and unlocked it. Lifting the lid, you saw some items. You tried to carry them, but your inventory was full. A sigh escaping from your mouth, you cleared out most of your inventory to store all of the items. Eventually, you revealed a gleaming knife laying there, on top of a pile of... Dust.

You hesitated as the knife laid there, wanting to be taken from its pile of dust. Next thing you knew, you had taken the knife, your grip tightening against it.

You closed and locked the box, turning to an ajar door. You began to proceed to the door, each step echoing throughout the hall.

You could see a figure in front of the door, as if they'd been placed there like a statue.  You kept walking toward the door, until the figure disappeared.

"Heya."

You flinch as a skeleton with a blue jacket, black shorts, and pink slippers stood a few feet away from you, the pricks in his eyes barely visible, while a pillar's shadow loomed in between you both. "You've been busy, huh?" he asked coldly.

You took a step closer, knowing how stubborn he could be sometimes. His deep laugh echoed across the hall, a forced laugh, too.

"Well, here's a question." He paused as his eyes darkened. "Do you wanna have a bad time?" Strangely, that didn't scare you. It was like all of your fear disappeared. "'Cause if you take another step forward," he continued, "You are REALLY not gonna like what happens next." You took another step forward, subconsciously gripping the knife tighter. He laughed again.

"Welp," Sans drawled, shrugging, "Sorry old lady. This is why I never make promises."

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