PTSD

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Gaster

The humans... they were everywhere. Dust flew past in the wind, making me wonder how many were my friends. Tears gathered in my eye sockets, but I quickly blinked them away. It was just like The War... except the humans had found an entrance to The Barrier and seen monsters behind it. So, they entered to exterminate us, just like The Underground was a wasp's nest, and we were all wasp.

My kids! I need to get to my kids! I knew I'd made it to Snowdin, but I couldn't see anything. There was too much dust. It was everywhere.

"Sans! Papyrus! Where are you?!" I cried. It was a mantra, and I repeated it until I couldn't make myself do it anymore.

I collapsed in the dust. It was so cold, and I felt like I was the only one left. I whimpered, wondering why I hadn't been dusted with the rest.

"Why? Why? Sans... Papyrus... I'm sorry..." *cough cough*

I saw a light approaching me, albeit dim. The flame monster came into focus.

"Grillby?" I asked, thinking that it was him, but knowing that it couldn't be. He was dead. Dust. It was all a lie. And everything went black.

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