Soulfell

Interrogation

Someone cried.

"Smile for the camera~"

"Stop-!"

"Why?! Why why?! Why?!"

Maybe it would be better if you just died.

"Maybe it would be better."

That's right. You should just die.

"I should just die."

...

"I SEE YOU ARE APPROACHING. ARE YOU OFFERING A HUG OF ACCEPTANCE? WOWIE!! MY LESSONS ARE ALREADY WORKING!! I, PAPYRUS, WELCOME YOU WITH OPEN ARMS!"

'Maybe we can just be friends with him?'

'He's keeping you from the surface. And he's in our way. He'll probably try to keep you here forever if you go with him. You know how people are. You can't trust anyone. Just hit him.'

Slash!

'Frisk? Frisk you need to wake up! Kiddo, please! Get up!'

Frisk's eyes slowly started opening. 'Sans...?'

The girl hacked and coughed. After her fit, she calmed herself down and scanned the area. She was behind some kind of prison bars, and ropes tied her up at her arms, wrists and neck.

'We have to leave before he gets back. We only have a few minutes at most.'

Frisk checked her HP. It was more than halfway down. The ropes around her were too tight and it was hard to breathe. 'It hurts.'

'Kid, I know it hurts but you have to-'

Sans cut himself off when the door opened. Inside walked evil Sans and what Frisk assumed was Papyrus, though he looked different from the last timeline, with black armor, pointed teeth and scar over his eye socket. Sans cursed in Frisk's head.

"So you didn't lie," the tall skeleton acknowledged, placing his hands on his hips.

"Told you, Boss," evil Sans replied with a shrug.

Papyrus opened the cage and walked in, causing Frisk to push herself against the wall. The skeleton came up to her and kneeled down in front of her, seeming to examine her. Frisk's heart raced as she turned her face away from him, eyes never leaving him though. He forcefully grabbed her chin with one hand and pulled her to face him again. His eye sockets narrowed intensely, taking in every feature of her face.

Finally he let go and pulled away. "Well you did what I told, for once," Papyrus said to his brother as he stood up. "I'll give you thirty minutes to kill it. Just give me its soul once you're done."

The shorter skeleton nodded. "Sure thing, Boss."

Papyrus left, leaving Frisk and evil Sans there. His smile faded into a scowl and he glared down at her.

"I know I can't kill you," he said finally.

If Sans could have, he would have glared back.

"So that just leaves the question," Other Sans continued. "What to do with you?"

Frisk looked away from him.

"I could let you go," he said, taking a step closer. "I could try to kill you again." Another step. "I could just torture you for a while and keep you alive." Another step. He was right in front of her. "What do you think, sweetheart?"

'Like I'm supposed to know,' Frisk thought. 'I want to say "let me go", but I don't think that's the answer he wants.'

'You gonna tell him that anyway?' Sans asked.