(3) Dream

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"Who's there?"

A deep voice came out behind the door.

"Uh...Frisk."
You said.

The guy behind that door had a feeling that you didn't notice that it was a start of a knock knock joke. You heard chuckles behind the door.

"Frisk who?"

"Uh...Frisk...is the one who's behind this door?"
Well, you. For being seriously silly. Still didn't know it was a joke.

"Heh, kid. I must say. You got no sense of humour"

You were a little confused. Sense of humour?
But then you realised, it was a knock knock joke.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know."

"It's fine. I'm Sans by the way."

You felt a pain in your head again. You seemed to remember something.
A skeleton. That always wear a blue jacket. And his name is Sans.

"Sir, do I know you? I'm sorry if this sounds strange. But, I don't know what is going on. Petals, a talking flower, goat mum, lots of other unknown creatures...and you. This feel like...a dream. Is this a dream?"

...

No response.

"Sir? S-sans? Hello? Anyone...?"

...

"Sans?"

...

"S-sans? Please..."

Beep...

"Can you-"

Beep...

"Hear-"

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep--------

"Me...?"

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