A/N: A friend of mine just finished playing Outlast 1 and Whistleblower. So to give him a rest, I figured I would write a chapter based fanfic of Blueberry (Underswap Sans) and Stretch (Underswap Papyrus) going through the actual scenario of Outlast 2. Buckle your seatbelts folks! We're in for a bone-chilling ride! (Get it? Cuz they're skeletons? :D ….I'll go home.) Anyways, enjoy!

The skele-bros were setting up Kyzer's recording equipment. "Do we seriously have to record Outlast 2 after finishing Claire's Campaign in Resident Evil 2? I mean, didn't we get enough spooks in that game?!" Blueberry exclaimed.

"Sorry fellas. Everyone was asking for Outlast 2. They said we had to finish off the trilogy or something like that. Besides, I will filter anything that I deem inappropriate. Besides, how scary could it really be?" Kyzer chuckled, as he adjusted the microphone to pick up both of Stretch's and Blueberry's audio. "Alright you two are set. Are you sure you two don't want me to stay with you two? I don't mind at all."

"Thanks, but no thanks. If we're going to do this, we're doing it like we did the first game and the DLC. We can handle it, no problem." Stretch said, puffing out his chest. He took a puff off of his cigarette and blew it towards the ceiling. Stretch had always tried being braver for Blue, even though his fear showed a bit. "A-Although if we do need you, not that we will, we'll shout for you okay?" Stretch felt a little silly saying this, but he had heard nasty things about this game. Lots of gore and awful things.

Kyzer gave the boys a warm, fatherly smile and rubbed his hands over their skulls softly. "Alright. I'm gonna go talk to Lyly for a while. Just yell if you need me." He said as he grabbed his phone and approached the door. Once the skele-bros agreed, Kyzer left the room and shut the door. He had to admit, the boys were often hard-headed, but they were brave. "They'll be fine," he mumbled as he typed his fiancée's number into his phone, "they'll be fine."

Meanwhile, the skele-bros were loading the game, they participated in small talk. "So this game is pretty scary huh?" Blue asked.

"Yeah, from what I've heard from Kyzer and a friend of his, this game was so scary at first, that Red Barrels, the company who produced it, were actually going to produce diapers to send out with this game, so that way whoever bought the game and played it could wear the diapers in case they… well you know." Stretch winced as the ominous music of Outlast 2 began playing. Upon the screen, the words "OUTLAST 2" with an inverted cross posing as the T in middle of Outlast appeared.

"Ugh! Why would they make it that scary knowing people could soil themselves over it?! That's disgusting!" Blue exclaimed, sticking his blue tongue out.

"Don't know, but humans are weird." Stretch said.

He sighed softly and grabbed his little brother's hand. "You ready?" Stretch asked, giving his brother's blue glove-clad hand a gentle squeeze. "No, but I have you by my side and I know that it won't be as scary! We can do this Stretch!" Blue exclaimed in an optimistic tone. Stretch gave a small smile and hit the "record" button.

"It's been a while, hasn't it folks? I thought the atmosphere in Whistleblower was freaky, but this… this is nightmare fuel! But any-hoosen, hello ladies and gentlemen! And welcome to Blueberry Jams to Outlast 2! I am your host the magnificent Sans!" Blue exclaimed as he clicked on "New Game."

"And I am his apathetic, pun-loving co-host, Stretch."

"Ugh I've heard nasty things about this game." Blue shuddered as he read off the beginning title screen, learning that the character's name that he was playing as was named "Blake Langermann" who is accompanied by his wife, Lynn Langermann. Both Blake and Lynn are investigative journalist who are trying to uncover the mystery of a pregnant woman who was murdered under impossible circumstances in rural Arizona.

"Guess we're gonna work ourselves to the bone!" Stretch laughed weakly. "After all we have outlasted the other two installments of Outlast."

"Why must you make these jokes brother?" Blue asked in a deadpanned tone.

"To hide my misery Blue. I'm not looking forward to playing this." Stretch gulped.

"Well, me neither, but how are we gonna avoid-?" Blue asked, but was suddenly cut off. In a flash of light, the two skeletons were gone! They traveled for what seemed like forever, until they were zapped onto a helicopter. Both boys were strapped in, with headsets on their heads. They were knocked out cold, but both could hear the voice of a girl…

"Please Blake… Where are you? I'm scared..."

"He's coming…"

The girl let out a blood-curdling, shrill scream. "HE'S HERE! AH! GET AWAY! FAST!" She let out another shrill scream and then was cut off.

Blue could feel Stretch shaking him. "Blue wake up!"

Blue reluctantly opened his straining eyes, gasping when he saw a woman sitting in front of him. "Who the hell are you?!" He exclaimed.

"Blue… I think we are inside this game…"

"Then that means…"

"We're fucked. Stay close to me okay? I don't want to lose you to these freaks!" Stretch said as he pulled his little brother close to him.

"Jesus, Blake, are you really sleeping?" A woman asked.

"I'm awake." Blue answered as Blake.

"You should have slept last night." The woman scolded.

"Well sorry! I didn't think I would be transported into this nightmare!" Blue yelled, but only Stretch could hear him. What the woman, Lynn, was hearing, was Blake's programmed dialogue. "I had to get that hospital footage organized." Blake answered her.

"You were calling out some other woman's name." She said as she tilted her head at him.

"Oh God… Was this dude…?" Stretch gasped.

"Stretch come on, don't think like that!" Blue said as he nudged his brother softly.

Blue then looked at Lynn. "What do you mean?"

"In your sleep. Jessica I think. You know a Jessia?" Lynn teased.

"Who?"

Lynn nodded, responding only to the programmed dialogue. "Ah. Yeah. I haven't thought about her in ages."

The driver of the helicopter alerted them to let them know that they were crossing into reservation land. He asked a couple of questions to which Lynn responded to him. The boys began whispering to one another. "So what do you think happened?" Blue asked.

Stretch shrugged. "Beats me, it's almost like one of those bad fanfictions you read where someone gets transported into a haunted video game." Stretch said. They hit some turbulence, causing Stretch to pull Blue closer to him to protect the smaller skeleton.

"Oh, what are we going to do? Kyzer and the others will worry about us if we aren't back soon!" Blue said softly.

"I know, but from what I remember from reading those fanfictions, we have to beat the game. So if we want out, we are gonna beat this game!" Stretch exclaimed.

After Blue and Stretch finished discussing this, Lynn went into detail about why they were there. "I'm Lynn Langermann, here for news tomorrow dot net. We're flying past the Havasupai Indian Reservation in central Arizona. In search of the origins of murder victim Jane Doe."

Blue recorded the conversation, giggling a bit over the fact that he could zoom in on Lynn's face. "I think I see some bats in the cave!" Stretch giggled.

"What? What bats?"

"It's an expression Blue. It means she has boogers in her nose peeking out."

"Eww! Don't be gross Stretch!"

After the boys were done giggling over the zoom effect on the camera, they continued to listen to Lynn. "Two weeks ago, a young woman was found wandering barefoot, pregnant, and alone on a barren stretch of highway a hundred miles from the nearest... Oh! Fuck! Blake!"

Right as Lynn was finishing, the engine on the helicopter malfunctioned. Blue clung to Stretch as the helicopter began to fall. It was going to crash. Everyone aboard the helicopter screamed, praying to any God or being out there that they didn't die in the crash. Again, everything faded to black.

After a bit, the boys entered a new area. Although they were not in the densely forested area; they were in a catholic school. Stretch looked around the darkened corridor of the school. "Stay close Blue."

"Stretch I'm not a baby anymore." Blue said as he and Stretch walked down the hallway. A locker creaked open, causing Blue to yelp and jump behind Stretch. "Alright I'll stay beside you!"

Stretch investigated the opened door of the locker. It was filled with pictures of two girls and a boy. "This must be a girl's locker. It's awfully girly looking."

The boys continued down the hallway and looked to the right and left. They went down the hallway that was brightly lit. They looked around the hallway. "Now I know why some horror movies based scenes on empty hallways… This is freaky! It's way too quiet and its eerie feeling." Blue said. They approached a doorway with a darkened room. That's when the automatic doors shut and sent the boys flying backwards. They turned around and gasped when they saw a girl, in a catholic school uniform, standing in front of them, humming. A huge, raging flood of blood came splashing towards them, as if it was a scene from The Shining movie.

A whisper from the girl was heard as the flood of blood engulfed the boys, "We're not alone here."

A while later, Blue and Stretch, along with Blake, woke up. The brothers were under a large piece of metal, and they were clearly bruised and hurt. Blue and Stretch pushed a piece of metal off of them. Blue noticed how he had a fanny pack with batteries and gauze in it as he picked up Blake's glasses. "Guess we should explore?" He asked as he and Stretch began walking. They climbed up the edges of the canyon and when they saw a fire, they ran towards it. "Maybe Lynn's up there!" Stretch exclaimed. Blue began recording the scene. The helicopter was a mangled, fiery mess, blazing hot from the flames of the wreckage. They knew Lynn was not in the wreckage as they did nott see a corpse or smell the distinct stench of burning hair or flesh.

They continued up the beaten path, and gasped as they came upon the helicopter pilot, skinned alive and tied to a tree, a fire burning underneath him. He was dead, but the boys couldn't help but gag at the sight. "Oh God that's awful!" Blue gasped.

"What monster tore that poor man's skin off? That ain't right!" Stretch said as he waved the fumes of fire away. They continued through the canyon, with both of the boys clutching onto one another. They came upon a town and Blue began recording when they approached the town's outer banks. "A town? Oh thank God! Let's head over there!" Blue said as they ran towards it.

TBC...