Lying Leads To Sickness Of The Mind

SAUSAGE INCOMING!

...sorry for dying...ᴘʟs ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍᴇ..
꓄ꂦ ꓄ꀍꏂ ꌚ꓄ꂦꋪꌩ ꓄ꀍꂦ!
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Papyrus burst through his front door, calling his brother's name.

No response.

Papyrus closed the door behind him, and ventured further into the silent and still little house.

Papyrus checked around the living room to see if was on the couch napping...nope.

Maybe making himself some coffee in the kitchen? Nope.

Taking a shower? Papyrus knocked on the bathroom door. No response.

Asleep in his bed? Nada.

Papyrus sighed. Practically all his hope of finding Sans at home was thrown out the window.

Realizing that he hadn't checked Sans' room yet, he made his way back down the hall towards their bedrooms.

Papyrus tried the doorknob, suprised as it clicked open. Sans usually left it locked, for which he didn't know why...But it seemed Sans had been hiding things as of late, and what happened just further prove it. Who knew his brother could be such a dangerous foe? Yes, he knew his brother was strong, especially to have survived this long with his one little HP. But to what extent? Based on how he hadn't even broke a sweat fighting the flower, he felt that Sans wasn't even trying hard. In fact he took it as a joke. Casually making jokes and puns throughout the fight.

And it scared Papyrus to think about it. No he wasn't scared of his brother, but of how much he had or is currently hiding...

It made him feel as if he didn't know him at all.

Papyrus shook himself from his thoughts and walked into the room cautiously.

The room was still about as messy as it was Underground.

Small sock pile and dirty clothes in the corner, a few ketchup stains, balled up sheets, Sans had even somehow managed to recreate his trash tornado, though smaller.

Papyrus was about to walk out when he noticed scratch marks on the wall by Sans' bed. Now that didn't seem quite right...

As he moved closer, he noticed there were five of them, side by side, the size of fingers...

The went all the way down to the of the mattress.

To see if there was further damage done to the wall, he scooted the mattress away from the wall.

What he found was a was a small notebook with a worn navy blue cover.

It had 4 four symbols at the top.

💧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎

"....WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT-"

(Um...Sorry take 2!)

💧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎

Papyrus gave it a confused look before opening it.

At the top of the first page was the word RESETS.

And then there were more strange symbols. A lot of them.

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