Part 13

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The snow was stained with blood and dust. The dogs laid dead, bleeding as they turned to dust.

In the center of the carnage, Sans stood. Aliza gulped as he turned to stare at her, then disappeared. His eyesockets were brimming with tears.

He left a tablet in the snow.

"I WONDER WHAT THAT IS."

Papyrus' voice made her jump. "I don't know." She whispered, picking it up. Her name was typed across the screen, her genetics compared to two other sets of genes.

One was Frisk.

The other was Sans.

Aliza stared at the results, dropping the tablet into the snow. Papyrus was picking it up as she rushed into the house.

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