Where Monsters Lie (Undertale / SCP Crossover) - Darkhumour!
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  • Reads 21,232
  • Votes 774
  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 11m
Complete, First published Oct 21, 2020
Mature
(Cover was drawn by me!)

The rain had felt so surreal to Classic as he laid among the field. Thick grey clouds rolled past as thunder rumbled in the horizon. Trees swayed as the breeze kicked up the loose leaves and carried them away. Everything felt so unreal as he looked to the surface world. He had finally made it, or so he had thought.

One moment there was a peace of mind. The next they were captured by unknown origins. Sent to a facility, they only had each other. At least until they meet some of the other inhabitants. Monsters like themselves. With growing friendships, will both sides be capable in achieving future goals. One group wants to return home. The other wishes for freedom. Maybe their arrival to the new world was not a mistake. Just maybe they were capable of aiding their new found friends.
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