Betwixt and Between (UT!Sans x Reader x US! Papyrus)
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Last published Wed, Mar 8, 2017
You wake up in a familiar yet foreign place with no memory of how you got there, and are accused of murder! Can you prove that it wasn't you? Especially when you are covered in the evidence and even you are starting to believe it? Can you live long enough to?
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