A corridor stood before me. It laughed at me, saying I was scared. It had crimson tiles with a similar pattern to the golden tiles in the Judgment Hall. There were white pillars, but shattered and run down. There were piles of rubble that stared at me with every step I took into the hall. Moonlight peaked through the large windows, trying to grab at my blue jacket. Shadows whispered in this endless night, telling me that I had broken something.

My pink slippers felt like they were being pulled at by sinking sand. I tried to look behind me, but found I couldn't. I continued to stare in front of me. After walking the endless hallway for a while, I saw a figure step out from behind one of the pillars. They wore a white long sleeved shirt that hung past their hips, white shorts similar to mine, and their skin was death white. No. Not skin, but bone.

"h-hello?"

No answer.

"where am i?"

A female voice answered.

"Judgment Hall. Don't you recognize it, Sans?"

I continued to stare at her. She was also a skeleton, her eye sockets also large like mine and containing white pupils. Her skull was similar to Papyrus', except less elongated. She had a smile that sent chills down my spine.

"no. this looks nothin' like judgment hall."

"Oh, but it is. Don't you notice the blood splattered floors? The broken ceiling and pillars from changing the gravity of that human so many times?"

I looked down to see what she said was right. I now noticed flecks of gold tiling beneath the crimson. I also noticed drips of blood on the ceiling and pillars.

"welp. heh. this is, uh, a-a new nightmare."

"This is not a nightmare."

"heh. heheh. yeah. uh, how do i get out?"

"You can't, not until you wake up. Which is soon."

"what's goin' on? who are ya?"

"Bye bye, Sans. I'll see ya, oh, how about. . . yesterday?"

"what?"

I awoke, startled and scared. I had never had a nightmare such as that.

"welp, i at least have some good stuff goin' on in my life."

I turned to look out the window so I could see the surface world and an orange sun beginning to rise over the horizon. Instead, what greeted me was snow, cavern walls, and pine trees.

I sighed, disappointment finding its way into my soul before anger set in.

"eighty fourth reset. let's see if the kid's goin' pacifist, genocide, or neutral. i can't believe this. frisk promised she wouldn't reset anymore."

I slid out of bed, deciding to take my time with getting dressed. I had on a white t-shirt and black shorts. I slipped on my pink slippers and out of the corner of my eye sockets I saw my self sustaining tornado. Now distracted, I sat near the tornado and watched its contents spin in consistent circles. I did this for a couple of hours before I remembered that I was getting dressed to go to my sentry station.

I stood up and walked back over to the mattress that I had for a bed, and picked up my blue jacket. I put on the jacket before I grabbed the white furred lining of the hood and dragged it over my skull.

"heh. i guess i'm ready for another game."

I teleported to my sentry station and sat down. I leaned forward and rested my skull on my left hand and my elbow on the table. I closed my eyes, resting them until I would hear Papyrus' screams of me being lazy again.

"SANS!"

Right on time.

"SANS! THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG!"

'that was new. i guess there's a first time for everything, but not when everything is reset.'

"yeah, what's wrong?"

"WE'RE BACK IN THE UNDERGROUND!"

'what? this must be some sort of prank.'

"c'mon, paps. we've been in the underground for our entire lives."

"NO! WE WERE ON THE SURFACE! I KNOW WE WERE!"

'somethin' is not right.'

"ya must've dreamt it up."

"BUT I DIDN'T! WHY DON'T YOU REMEMBER?"

'this isn't right. somethin' is seriously messed up.'

"i. . . uh. . . i gotta go do somethin'."

I stood up and began walking away at a quick pace.

"SANS! SLOW DOWN OR YOU'LL HURT YOURSELF!"

"not now, paps."

"SANS! I AM BEING SERIOUS HERE!"

"and so am i."

"SANS. WHAT'S GOING ON?"

Papyrus grabbed me and held me up, his face filled with worry. The snow made me want to give in, but I held firm.

'none of this is right! this is all wrong! paps shouldn't be able to remember any of this.

am i goin' insane?'