Zzz….

…

Wha..?

FSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH-

"SHIT!"

The chemical experiments you were conducting had gone berserk because of the 10 minutes nap you took to redeem yourself from sleepless nights. Green chlorine gas can be seen escaping from its chamber and the solution you were heating have gone out of control, producing poisonous bubbles that dribbled down its glass tube. Mentally cursing yourself, you turned off the Bunsen burner and covered your nose with the sleeves of your lab coat, hoping you won't die from the chlorine gas that had leaked out. The chaos subsided, calming the atmosphere. You sighed in relief as the reaction of your experiment calmed down, making the lab you're in go quiet. You glanced at the clock which was above the entrance of the clean lab.

1:30 AM.

Hah, study chemical engineering they say. It'll be easy they say.

Deciding you had enough for today (or is it tonight?), you cleaned up the mess you made and proceed to get your bag out of the lab's locker. Turning the key in the lock, you heard a strange noise at the corner of the room, where you just did your failed experiments.

Tap tap tap…

Is that water?

It can't be water as you had closed the faucet tight after you cleaned up. So what's causing the sound?

The sound continued for a while before suddenly stopping. You looked around and still see nothing strange going on. Shrugging it off as just your lack of sleep, you turned and opened the locker to retrieve your bag. Closing the locker door, you were about to lock it before a sudden loud sound erupted itself from the same spot.

CRASH!

The flask you just cleaned shattered on the floor, making you slammed your back against the wall in surprise.

"AY! I JUST CLEANED THAT! CUT IT OUT WHOEVER YOU ARE!"

You tried to sound tough, but on the inside you were about to piss your pants. The people on campus was a bunch of jackasses because students that went to the same university as you were rich. They think life goes on happily when it's fed with money but it's not.

Well, at least for you the statement is true.

3rd year into university and you still have new students pranking you at least once a month.

The ghost of chemistry lab was your nickname since no one would notice you being there most of the time.

CRASH!

A test tube fell to the floor with a loud shatter.

Uh uh fuck that I'm not staying in this haunted lab at time like this. No thank you sir!

Rushing to the door, you found yourself unable to open the knob. It wasn't locked or anything, it was just frozen shut. You couldn't move it and you couldn't even jammed the keys into the hole of the knob.

Something paranormal is happening right now.

And you do not want to be a part of it.

You felt your body being turned around by something of the unknown. You screamed and called for help but nobody came since it was too late at night. You shut your eyes, not wanting to see whatever creature was ahead of you. Ever since the monsters joined humanity, you've seen interesting creature. You manage to befriend a monster that owns a nice cream shop near your university. It was very popular and nearly everyone knew the Nice Cream Guy. Nice Cream Guy shares his flat with his friend; Burgerpants. He was a cool guy and you found him quite funny. You three managed to become very good friends.

But you have never felt magic being used on you like today. Not that it has ever been used on you anyway but it felt strange.

You felt a cold hands gently grasped your face, a bit of warmth on where the palm should be. The hands was big enough to cover nearly most of your face. Your eyes were being forced open by something. Battling the force that was trying to open your eyes, you manage to stay in control for about 2 second before your eyes were completely forced open.

Your heart was beating so fast you thought you might get a heart attack.

But nothing was there.

I swear to god this lab needs Jesus sometimes.

Wait, no.

It needs Jesus ALL the time.

You felt the sensation of being held in place disappeared but the cold sensation on your cheek stayed. Maybe this ghost is trying to flirt with you?

God, this is weird.

"OH MY GOD!"

You backed away, crashing through the now normal door that has not been enforced with magic at all. Picking yourself from the ground, you ran towards the end of the hallway and down the stairs all the way to the entrance of the building you were in.

Whatever the hell that sound was, I do not want to find out!

Assuming you were safe, you caught your breath and unlocked your phone.

1:50 AM.

5 Miss Calls: BunCream

1 Text Message: BurgerDork

Aww, what a sweetheart those two…

You walked to your small flat which resided near your university itself. Walking through the park, you heard rustling in the bushes but decided to shrug it off as the local hobo that lives there. Cheery guy, everyone likes him and that's how he survived out here.

Mental note: I'll drop him some food tomorrow…

But it wasn't the local hobo.

You reached home safe and sound. Standing in front of the door, you stared at its knob, wondering what just happened back at the lab. It was definitely something and it scared you down to your bones. Ghost popping up in horror movies already scared you shitless and you thought you can stay calm in a time like that? Of course you can.

Stripping out of you clothes and into a new shirt, you walked into the bathroom and brushed your teeth before washing your face. The sensation of the cold water against you cheeks reminded you of the hand that rested on it when the strange event happened. To be honest, it felt slightly soothing.

You are now officially a freak.

Wiping your face, you climbed into bed and drifted off to dreamland.

You didn't notice the owner of the deep, alleviating voice that pulled your blanket up and caressed your head in an affectionate manner.

That's the second Undertale fic I've written! I have a strange obsession with Gaster right now and I hope I could share it with you guys. Thanks for reading and see you in the next chapter. Check out my other Undertale fic and as always, Goodnight dear reader :)

UPDATE: I can't wingding on the story so thats why Reader-can keep mentioning about voices :). Just to clear things up.