Frisk's ending

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( your name's point of view) 

I felt the cold surround me. I could not help but quiver because of my confusion and fear. Thoughts suddenly rushed into my head. Hot tears flowed across my cheeks as I wished it was only a nightmare. I wondered what I would be doing if I never fell down to the hole. This place is a hell hole. 

My hands squirm as they felt the tight rope around them. I could feel my sweat all over through my body. My forehead's sweat dripped as I heard noises. I heard footsteps getting closer to my location. I heard a creek noise and I assume that it was someone opening a door. 

I tilted my head so maybe the person would think I'm asleep. A chill run down my spine as I no longer heard any sounds. I perked up as I felt someone untying my blindfold. When the blindfold fell off, I quickly turned around to see a hooded figure. 

" Follow me ( y/n)." the figure spoke. I blinked as the voice was similar but I couldn't make out who it belonged to. I stood up and I run to the door. I just wanted to escape. The hooded figure walks towards me. I wanted to scream. I wanted to call for Sans. ... pretty ironic if you ask me.

The hoodied figure passed by me. " Hurry up before Sans comes back." the figure ran. I recognize the voice from somewhere. I ran with them cause I do not want to see Sans after what he has done. I trusted him for a few days as if nothing happened. and He KILLED FRISK!! He was the only thing normal to me. 

I bumped into the hoodied figure as they stopped. " Stay here, (your name)" the figure whispers softy. " I will be back. I promised."  I did as told, stupidly.  A few seconds later, I froze stiff. I knew I could not trust the figure. 

In front of me is that cold-blooded skeleton. His left eye glowed blue and I wasn't afraid of it no more. However, I am not afraid to give the creep a blue bruise. ( if you don't know what she is talking about go to Chapter 2 )

As he spoke I ran to his right, assuming that he can't see well then the right eye. However, I was grabbed by his hand. I closed my eyes in fear. I still have fear. I can't use this anger to wash it away. 

" (Your name), what are you doing here? You can't be peeking at my surpr-" 

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My hands felt light. I felt no pressure. I heard a loud bang and wind blow something away. 

I opened my eyes to see Sans's eye sockets enlargen. Blood came out from his chest, and particles of him blew away. " Sans?" I spoke in confusion. 

When his particles were gone, it revealed the hooded figure. " I'm sorry that you have to see that. ( Your name) please don't be scared of me. It is me." The hooded figure took off his hood and I gasp in shock.

" It is me, Frisk." 

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