It was always the same dream: a weird kitchen and the eternal singing objects, this time a spinach can and a giant piece of meat. He would try to warn his friends, but they couldn't even remember him... TW for language and (surprise!) gore

underfell sans finds himself in a strange alternate reality after he teleports while he's taken an insane amount of damage. I will be remaking this story as its own thing, removing undertale from it entirely. Thank you for reading!