Frisk and Sans were looking around when Frisk found some notes. One mentioned the foundation, another mentioned something involving something, illegible, handwriting-wise.
D-1923-19 was put into a chamber with a femur breaker. It was activated. He said:
"Did you turds just break my leg? I can't feel it, but did you?"
It hurt to see someone who couldn't tell if torture was being inflicted upon them. Senior Researcher Frisk noted that he felt nothing. I can't begin to describe how immoral the foundation is. I am here to kill myself. But I cannot bring myself to do it. My friends at the village won't forgive my dead body ever again. - Daniel Laurence
The other one said
I'm losing my sanity here, but isn't that the point? I keep seeing black things. My friend here is
I keep losing my train of thought. Sans. I
I need to save him. he is dead
what is out of my power, is within sans' power
i can't take it anymore I wIll stop dottIng my i's I will
I am done with my thought. I am going to commit suic
- dr. montana sans
Frisk felt nostalgia whilst reading the first note.
106 had breached containment. It was not a fun day. They recruited a D-Class and put him in a femur breaker. It was turned on and he, instead of screaming in pain, questioned the cracking sound curiously.
It felt morally illiterate to do this, but it was the best Frisk was going to get.
Dr. Laurence left shortly after. He left a suicide note with blood matching his DNA. It was horrible. And then, of all things, Frisk gets most of their memory wiped to become a D-Class.
Sans remembered someone named Dr. Montana Sans. She was his sister. She worked at a hospital. After witnessing someone die to a tumor, she went missing. Never to be seen again.
"dr. montana sans... i wish you were here..."
Montana Sans' POV
I watched my brother and someone walk around. I wish I could greet him. I needed the luck of a million paper cranes to see Sans HERE of all places. But I have to hide. I deserve solitary confinement. I see another black thing.
Where was I? Oh, yes, black thing...
"dr montana sans... i wish you were here..."
I felt so bad to break his heart, but again, I can't come out.
"Who's Montana? You know her?"
"yep..." Sans said, welling up a tear in his eye.
I frown. My brother was already depressed enough without me to worry about.
I run, I don't want to see my bro in pain.
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Frans - SCP 3008
FanfictionWhen Frisk enters SCP 3008, they find themselves lost. When Sans from a different universe goes into SCP 3008, he finds himself lost.
