Once the little human had stumbled into the antivoid, he thought he just had nothing to worry about—A little mistake had accidentally slipped into one of the holes he had created in an AU he had found.
The monsters there were so odd, fascinating, too.
Error had been much distracted, putting his focus onto the dolls he created, making sure they were stored up in the spaces that he had remembered putting them in, and keeping the souls up and out of reach as well. He had been startled when the human had stumbled into the corner of his eye, him quick to glare at the zombified other.
He flicked a few strings from his hand, whipping around the fleshy one and pulling them close. Not too close, of course! "Where did YOU come from?" Error was quick to squint at the human, who just grumbled in response. Were they, perhaps, too tired to speak? Pah! Who cares, just another dirty glitc—
Munch.
Error shrieked when their teeth dug into his ulna. Yowch! Right into his poor arm! He let go of them, almost tripping backwards, but he slowly walked away from the zombie, more focused on his now injured arm. Why would the filthy human do such a thing? Ugh! Dirty glitch.
Why was..everything getting so dark? Error couldn't see the human. Perhaps they have left? No, he couldn't see anything—No, wait? Where—He felt a collision in the back of his skull, a yelp escaping him once he felt it. He had fallen over, onto the antivoid's ground. His limbs felt too heavy to pick up. Why were they..Wha..? He felt too numb to think.
Error woke up.
What was this? A colourful blob had stood in his way, brown..white and fuzzy. Why was everything so numb? Everything looked fuzzy, the brightness of the antivoid hurting his eyes and making him squint, struggling to shield his eyes. His limbs felt so..heavy? He heard garbled speaking, it said something, but he couldn't understand it.
He felt..quite hungry. Starving, actually.
Struggling to get up, the blob appeared to notice, helping him. He didn't like it—Why was it touching him? What even WAS it? He hissed at the blob, the blob backing away and appearing to raise its limbs infront of himself. Error felt..so hungry. The blob looked like..food? It appeared to be. It smelled like food.
He's so, so hungry.
He stumbled closer to the fuzzy blob. Why was the food moving away? Come back. He reached out to it, grabbing a part of it and pulling closer.
He bit it.
Why was it screaming?
Stop screaming.
STOP SCREAMIMG.
Ink's screams were unheard throughout the antivoid, shaky breaths coming from him as..Error had bit him? It hurt. "Get off!" He jolted backward, although the other skeleton's expression grew angrier, grip getting so tight that it cracked and dug into Ink's bones. It hurt.
He screamed, although nobody could hear.