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Torture

~Dust Sans

I stared. "Anti void? the fuck.... anyway... Papyrus, what do you think about it? Papy?" He wasn't anywhere to be found. I froze. was he...gone? I looked over to the cage. The parasite was up now, looking around as if it was the most interesting place in the world(or universe I guess). I struggled to get out of the strings that were wrapped around me.

 It was actually kind of scary not having somebody that was with you all this time to be gone... "I told you, Pap isn't coming." Error walked towards nothing and tore a hole in the "anti-void". When the hole got wider, I saw that he was looking at my Universe. The Sans was looking around, confused. "Hm. Guess you didn't kill him after all. Guess I'll go and get him too."

I screamed at the top of my lungs, "YOU FUCKFACE GET ME OUT OF HERE PAP IS WAITING HE MISSES ME I MISS HIM  I NEED TO BE WITH HIM!!!! GODDAMIT DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT PAPYRUS IM COMING!!!" I twisted and turned and kicked around on the ground like an idiot trying to break free of the strings. 

Tears were flowing from my eyes. For once I was actually crying... damn. I turned and looked at the parasite and it was just staring at me, watching as if it was enjoying me suffering. I kept kicking though. Error had left to get the other Sans, so I was alone with this...thing. I stopped kicking, but I was still muttering the words, "Papyrus I need you.... I need you..." over and over again. I slowly turned to look at the parasite again. 

My eyes were black of course because I had been crying. I had to talk to someone. So I stupidly said, "So, uh, how are you? Nice day out huh?" It took a step back and blinked slowly, then made a few sounds I couldn't understand. 

"There are nice... uh... trees outside, and dust and dead people and no Papyrus outside and everyone dies and I killed em all..." It was staring at me with what looked like confusion or creeped-outness. I couldn't tell. "and uh-hahahaahHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHA!!!!! I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!! FUCK YOU!!!" I smiled even wider than I usually did. " FUCK YOU AHAH!! FUCK MY LIFE FUCK HIM FUCK THEM  FUCK ME!!! YOU ALL SHOULD GO FUCK YOURSELVES!!! AHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHHAAAHHAA!!! I.... need... Papyrus....."  

It stared at me even more, now looking at me with what seemed sickening satisfaction.... I just turned back around and curled up into a ball. I needed Papyrus. This was my only weakness. I needed someone to talk to or else I WOULD go insane... and not the Insane I am now. The curl-up-into-a-ball-the-police-are-in-the-walls-paranoid insane. Error better get back soon...  I don't know how much longer I could last talking to no one...