Jeremiah and Chara stared at the hunk of crystallized cheese sitting on top of the table. After a moment of silence, Jeremiah asked without looking up. "How?" Chara looked up from the cheese to look at Jeremiah. "How what?" Jeremiah just pointed at the cheese. "How in the world did someone get that slice of cheese inside a crystal of all things?" Before she could answer him he scowled. "Wait, let me guess. Someone used magic to do it, right?"

Chara stared at his angry face for a moment before laughing. "Nope, it's not magic, it's all-natural. That cheese has been sitting there for so long it's actually crystallized. I remember seeing it when I was still alive, it was only halfway crystallized at the time." Jeremiah's scowl was immediately replaced by a look of disgust. "Why would anyone just leave it sitting there for so long?" Chara shrugged and replied. "I don't know the minds of the sick and depraved." They both stole one last glance at the cheese before Chara tried to grab his hand and march off. She only got a few feet away before she realized that since she's a ghost, she couldn't actually just grab his hand and drag him forward. She turned around to face Jeremiah, who was wearing a small smirk. Chara let out a groan. "Come on and hurry up." Jeremiah stood there for a moment before walking forward, still wearing that stupid smirk of his.

The next room was kinda like the wishing room, but there were actual monsters in here. There was Sans standing next to a telescope and staring at Jeremiah like some creep. There was also some unknown monster mumbling something to itself about stars. Jeremiah couldn't help but shiver at the way Sans was staring at him with those two empty eyes of his. Chara, on the other hand, was right in front of Sans and yelling mere inches away from his face. "Why don't you mind your own business you creep? What are you, some kind of pervert?" Sans didn't react to anything she said, because she was a ghost and he couldn't see or hear her. He just kept staring straight at Jeremiah without saying anything. Maybe I can just walk past him without talki… "Heya kid, how you doing?" Jeremiah froze mid-step. Oh please, God save me.

He stood there frozen, torn between his fear of skeletons and his desire to be polite. Chara was yelling at him to hurry up and leave, but he couldn't bring himself to move. After a minute or two of this, Chara decided she had enough. Chara sighed and tried to push him forward, but she just fell through him. That was enough to drag him out of his own thoughts and made him giggle. Chara let out a huff of annoyance. "I would leave now before Sans tells Papyrus your here." Normally Jeremiah would've taken Chara's advice, but something about her just falling onto the ground made him take her opinion slightly less seriously. He looked up from where Chara was laying on the ground to look at Sans. Sans was still staring at him with those two empty eye sockets of his, causing him to doubt his decision for a moment.

But he forced any doubts out of his mind and put on his best fake smile (which resembled the expression someone would make if they realized they were stuck in the middle of the desert without water, much more than it resembled a smile). "I… I'm doing good. How are you doing?" Jeremiah's performance sounded like he was doing it at gunpoint. "Well, to answer your question, I'm doing Incredibone." Jeremiah just stared at Sans, wondering to himself if he should correct the skeleton's grammar, while Chara was screaming something about that not even being a good pun. When he got no visible reaction from Jeremiah, he continued. "But kid, are you sure that you're doing ok? You sound pretty miserable." Jeremiah looked over at Chara, hoping she had a way out of this. She just shrugged and shot him a look that seemed to say. "You got yourself into this mess, get yourself out." Jeremiah looked down at the ground, feeling guilty for lying and humiliated for being caught. "I… uh… you're right, I'm not doing ok. Sorry for lying to you." Jeremiah braced himself for a million different reactions, but he didn't expect Sans just to say. "It's no biggie, I figured you weren't. Anyways, I'm no therapist but I do know a shortcut or two. I can show you one right now, help you do whatever you're trying to do faster."

Jeremiah just stared blankly at Sans, unsure of how to react. Meanwhile, Chara burst into laughter. "Nice try creep, no one's dumb enough to fall for a trick like that. Right, Jeremiah?" She turned around to face Jeremiah and to her horror, he appeared to be actually considering it. "Jeremiah, you do realize this shortcut is just a shortcut into being killed by Papyrus, right?" Chara could tell he wanted to say something, but he stopped himself and let out a sigh. Your right. Chara couldn't help but feel relieved. He looked over at Sans. "No thanks, I can walk." Sans shrugged. "Honestly I should be the one thanking you, you saved me from having to do actual work." At that moment Jeremiah couldn't help but consider the idea that's Sans wasn't as evil as his brother only because he was too lazy to be. Regardless of his motives behind not trying to outright murder him, Jeremiah couldn't help but feel slightly thankful. Chara shot him an annoyed look. "Can you hurry up?" Jeremiah nodded at her and told Sans goodbye before walking away.

Chara had been leading him through a maze of bridges. She had wanted him to hurry up, but he couldn't help but ogle at the swamp around them. Not only that, he kept finding even more of those echo flowers. They were all recording a conversation between two Monster Kids... not to be confused with Monster Kid, the double amputee.

He was hunched over one of these echo flowers, trying to figure out where the sound came from when Chara suddenly stopped nagging at him to hurry up. That was enough to get him to look up from the flower because seriously, it's almost impossible to get her off his back without a threat to his life. When he looked up at Chara, she was using both of her hands to cover her mouth. He felt his heart skip a beat, whatever got that type of a reaction out of Chara couldn't be good for him. "What's wrong?" He asked Chara, almost afraid to hear the answer. She slowly pulled a single trembling hand away from her mouth to point behind him. Jeremiah whirled around, fully expecting to see Papyrus, or maybe something even worse... ok that was pretty unlikely but his point still stood. What he wasn't expecting to see were two see-through slug monsters.

He stared at the slimy pair, confused as to why they had frightened her so much. (Maybe Chara's afraid of slugs?) He received his answer by Chara suddenly bursting into laughter. "Better watch out for those Moldsmals!" She barely managed to get her words out past her constant laughter. It took Jeremiah a moment to process what exactly had just happened, but as soon as he did he whirled around, fully planning to berate her for making him think he was about to be murdered. As he did so, Chara shouted at him to watch out. "Chara do you seriously think I'm going to fall for the same…" He found his snarky question towards Chara being replaced by a sharp pain in his soul, causing him to collapse on to the ground.

"Oh my God, are you ok? I thought you would have noticed those attacks." While Chara did sound genuinely apologetic, Jeremiah didn't notice due to the fact he was writhing on the ground screaming. Although if he had been paying attention, he would've had a lot of snarky things to say about her apology. He tried to push past the pain and get back up. He almost did it too, but right as he was starting to stand back up, about a dozen of the white pellets came barreling straight towards him, and they all impacted him at once. His whole world seemed to crack around him before shattering.

He was surrounded by darkness. He was still in massive pain, but he could tell immediately it was different than before. Where his pain used to be only affecting his soul, this new pain seemed to be afflicting his body instead. The next thing he noticed was that he felt hot and sweaty. Actually, saying he felt sweaty was an understatement, he felt soaked.

Fortunately, he wasn't left in the darkness for long because his eyes soon shot open. Unfortunately, immediately after his eyes opened the screaming and shaking started. At first, he had no idea where the screaming was coming from or why the room was shaking, but he soon realized the answer to both. The screaming was coming from him, even though the voice didn't belong to him, and the shaking was because he was violently thrashing about the bed.

Even though it was hard to see where he was at due to the way he was thrashing about the bed, he was still able to see enough to recognize where he was at. He was back in that grey and white room.

He was worried that it would last forever, but it didn't, actually, it only lasted a few seconds. It was all driven away by the most wonderful warmth he ever felt. The warmth was gentle, yet it still overcame the horrible heat that had been tormenting him. Although it did nothing to help the sticky sweat practically clinging onto him. He found his head turning to face the source of the warmth. He was expecting to see an angel, or maybe even Jesus, but instead all he saw was… a crying Toriel? Jeremiah knew this should've disappointed him in comparison to what he expected, but the sight of her filled him with such love and adoration that it was almost like looking upon the gates of heaven. "Please my Child, don't give up." Toriel sounded so… broken, he couldn't help but feel that way himself. She gripped his hand tightly and he tried his best to do the same with his limp hand.

He wanted to keep looking at her, but the sound of the door creaking open forced him to look over. In the now open doorway, he could see two blurred figures. The larger one that he's already seen before, and a much smaller one wearing a green and yellow striped shirt. They both made their way to the bed, slowly and hesitantly at first. But after only a few steps, the shorter one burst into a sprint and practically launched himself into his side. He winced slightly at the pain but ignored it. They hugged Jeremiah as if he would disappear if they let go and cried into his side. Jeremiah just smiled and slowly started to pet his best friend's (best friend?) fur. He wanted to tell them a million different things, like how he agreed this was a bad plan or how much he loved them, but all that came out were pathetic whimpers. So left without a voice. he just enjoyed his friend's presence until he felt the world around him shift back to its proper order.

Jeremiah opened his eyes, he was back in waterfall, he looked ahead and realized he was right by where he found the crystallized cheese. "Are... are you ok?" Jeremiah looked up at Chara, she wasn't crying or anything but he could tell she was upset... well ok, that's mostly due to them being able to feel the other's emotions, (which now that he's thinking about it, is pretty weird. But he supposed it wasn't that weird in comparison to seeing ghosts.) but he could also tell by how instead of her usual smile, her mouth was pulled down slightly. He shrugged. "I'm doing ok, it was just a vision after all." Chara hesitated for a moment."Are you sure about that, it felt pretty real?"

Jeremiah knew exactly what she meant by it all feeling too real, he could still remember how it felt to die. But that second vision, the one in the grey room, felt real as well but was obviously just a vision. Besides, he didn't even want to consider the possibility that he somehow died and came back to life by sailing through time, because it sounded absolutely absurd. Not only that, the implications were terrifying to him. Could he even control this ability, or would he be doomed to constantly sail through time, never dying and reaching heaven? He would've rather never be born then for that to be true. "I'm certain." Was all he said in reply.

Chara brooded in thought for a moment before seemingly cheering up. "Well then, we should probably leave now. I think we need to be faster this go around, give those friggin Moldsmals less time to find us again." Jeremiah didn't really appreciate the way she was talking as if this all happened before, but she made a good enough point. But before he started to run down the halls like an idiot, he came up with an even better idea.

He walked up to Sans despite Chara's protests. Sans waved at him. "Nice to see you again so soon." Jeremiah was slightly surprised by Sans saying something different than in the vision, but then again, Flowey didn't show up after his first vision. For half a moment he wondered if he wasn't actually having visions of the future and was just insane, but he shrugged it off, he wouldn't waste time constantly worrying about that. "Hey Sans, could you show me one of your shortcuts?" Sans seemed to be surprised by his question but settled himself down fast enough. "How'd you even know about those? I never told you about them." Jeremiah's heart skipped a beat, he really hadn't thought about Sans asking him this. But before he could even attempt to come up with an excuse, Sans laughed. "Ehh it doesn't matter, as long as your not some sort of time traveler. Follow me." Sans started to walk away and back to the room with the cheese in it. Jeremiah and Chara both shook themselves out of their stupor to follow him, Chara far more reluctantly than Jeremiah.

Jeremiah blinked as he walked into the room with the cheese in it. For the split second his eyes were closed he felt the world around him shift. When he opened his eyes he was in a completely different room. "Wh... what just what happened?" Jeremiah asked. He waited for Sans or Chara to answer, but nobody did. He slowly turned his head all around the room looking for any sign of either of them, but he saw no one. "Chara..." Almost as soon as he said her name he heard her screaming in the distance. For a split second, he almost forgot she was a ghost and thought she may be in danger, but once he remembered that he felt some relief. But that relief shattered with a sudden worry that magic could possibly hurt her. He was about to charge forward, fully intending on rescuing her from whatever savage was attacking her, when he realized the screaming was getting closer, fast. He was surprised to see Chara flying straight towards him as if she was tied to a chain and someone had just yanked it hard. Chara slowed herself down just in time to avoid hitting him.

Chara floated in midair for a second, still looking pretty shaken, but she eventually calmed down and floated to the ground. Jeremiah looked at her, still in complete and utter shock. "What just happened?" Chara looked at him, seeming pretty annoyed. "How am I supposed to know? You and Sans just disappeared and I was sent flying here like a slingshot." Jeremiah was taken aback by Chara's answer. How did Sans and me just disappear like that, was it magic? He hoped it wasn't magic, but that seemed like the most likely explanation. I'll just have to ask him if I see him later. Jeremiah sighed and focused on the task at hand. "I'm sorry. Do you at least have any idea where here is?" Chara did a quick once over of the room. "Wow. He really didn't take you that far ahead. I would say your a room or two ahead of that maze you... that you..." Jeremiah let out a frustrated groan and interrupted her. "That I had a vision of dying in?" Chara sighed and said. "Yes, what you said."

They both became silent for a minute before Chara gave him a fake smile and pointed behind him. "There's some more of those history plaques behind you." Jeremiah turned around and true to her word, there were two more plaques. He still had a million questions about what had happened with Sans, but he also had a million questions about the monsters and there was an actual possibility of some answers behind him. So he pushed his questions about Sans out of his mind and started to read the plaques.

After spending several minutes studying the plaques, he was interrupted by someone shouting at him. "Hey, punk! Are you that monster that kinda looks like a human Papyrus told me about?" Jeremiah and Chara both whirled around, standing there was the puppet captain Uyndyne. Jeremiah stood there, frozen as she approached, despite Chara yelling at him to run away. Uyndyne placed one of her gauntleted hands on his shoulder. He couldn't see her eyes underneath her helmet, but he could tell she was staring straight at him. "Heh, I can see what he meant by saying you kinda looked like a human. Good thing I watched all those human history documentaries with Alphys, they taught me humans with your type of hair and eye color are supposed to have cat ears. Since you obviously don't have those, you must be some weird type of monster." Jeremiah and Chara both had no idea what Uyndyne was on about. "Wait, do people have cat ears nowadays Jeremiah?" Jeremiah glanced over at Chara and shook his head. Thankfully Undyne didn't notice.

Uyndyne then let out a peal of laughter. "Which is a good thing, because if you were a human, that would mean I'd have to beat you up and take your soul." Uyndyne then took her gauntleted hand off his shoulder and started to walk away. Chara let out a sigh of relief while Jeremiah visibly deflated. "I guess Uyndyne really isn't the paragon of justice Monster kid made her out to be if she's just gonna let Papyrus kill me." Chara was silent for a moment before shaking her head. "No, don't you see what she was doing?" Jeremiah shook his head. "She obviously knew you're a human, she was just pretending not to notice so she wouldn't have to hurt you." Jeremiah's eyes widened. He hadn't considered that possibility, now he felt guilty for implying she wasn't a true hero. "It's ok Jeremiah, she's such a hero she probably doesn't care about getting credit."

He walked down the hallway, only stopping to look at a rather sad looking statue. Chara only stole a single glance at it before looking away. The statue was of a horned child looking down at the ground. The water that rained down on the statue almost gave Jeremiah the impression that the statue was crying. While Jeremiah found it mildly sad, for whatever reason it seemed to affect Chara a whole lot more. "Can we please leave?" Chara's voice was weak and sounded strained. Jeremiah did as she asked, wondering to himself why Chara was making such a big deal out of a statue. As he walked into the next room, it suddenly clicked for Jeremiah, and he couldn't help but feel like an idiot for not realizing it sooner. That statue kinda looks like Toriel, and Chara was friends with Toriel's child, the statue probably reminded her of them. He didn't know what to do with that information, he didn't think she would appreciate him being upfront about it. "It's all in the past now Jeremiah, don't worry about it." Jeremiah jumped slightly when she spoke up from right behind him. He really needed to remember she could hear his thoughts. He looked back at her and almost immediately decided she didn't look or sound ok.

Chara just let out a growl and said. "It's not your problem if I'm ok or not, just hurry up before you get killed by a Whimsum or something." With that said, she let out a humph and started to make her forwards. After moving about ten feet away from him she suddenly stopped, as if she was chained to him and couldn't move any further. "Uhh, can you please move forward a little bit." Jeremiah just sighed and started to walk forward. But he only moved a few feet forward before stopping. Chara let out a groan and turned around. "What's the holdup now?" He just pointed at the can of strange sticks covered in some sort of multicolored cloth. Chara just looked completely and utterly bewildered, so he sighed and asked. "What are these?" Chara just looked at him as if he was stupid until a look of sudden understanding crossed her face. "Of course you wouldn't know what those are, you live in a desert. Ok, so those are called umbrellas, there made to block out the rain." Jeremiah raised an eyebrow and took the purple colored one out of the can. He examined it, but as far as he could tell there wasn't any way for this umbrella to actually block any rain. Chara just laughed. "That's because it's not open. You're supposed to open it like this." She did a weird pulling motion with her two hands. Jeremiah imitated the motion and to his surprise, the cloth popped open and stretched out. He did the same motion in reverse, causing it to fold back in on itself.

He replicated this process a few times, making sure to watch what exactly caused it to expand. "So this stops the rain from hitting you?" Chara nodded. "Yep, sunlight too." Jeremiah studied the umbrella one last time before coming up with an idea. Wordlessly, he made his way back to the other room. Chara tried protesting this, asking him why he was going the wrong way. But he ignored her and made his way to the statute. He then firmly placed the umbrella in the statue's hand and smiled when it stopped crying. He was surprised when a clicking sound came from within the statue that was followed by a sweet melody. Jeremiah stared at the statue in wonder, while Chara seemed to be transfixed by the music.

Jeremiah wanted to ask Chara how a statue could play music like this, but even he could tell she was in another world at the moment, reliving some ancient memory from long before he was ever born. At that moment something finally occurred to Jeremiah, Chara was dead. Oh sure, he knew that for a while now, but there is a really big difference between knowing something and understanding it. She had once been alive, able to touch, taste, be seen by somebody other than him. She had people she loved and cared about, (A memory of him accusing Toriel echoed through his mind) people he had accused of murder.

As the rain pattered against the umbrella, he felt tempted to hold Chara's hand and apologize, not only for the way he treated Toriel but also for the fact she was stuck down here with him and not her friend. "I already told you not to apologize, it's not your fault." Jeremiah looked away from the statue and looked at Chara. She was still staring intently at the statue. She let out a sigh. "It's all my fault after all." She became silent again after that.

They both stood there, trapped in their own thoughts as the melody echoed throughout the caves.

(AN) So I got this chapter done fairly quickly, thank God. I suppose that's mainly thanks to me focusing on writing and wasting less time playing video games. I had plans for there to be a scene where Chara accidentally possessed Jeremiah, but I didn't like it so it was cut. Also, I've been thinking about trying to learn the piano, it would be another productive thing to learn. Another reason is because I want to mess around with garage band and make a few songs. I feel that learning piano can give me a better understanding of music theory, this helping me make music off garage band.

So with that all done, thanks to everyone who's, followed, favorited or reviewed this story, y'all the best. Also, I was thinking about doing one of those character Q and A things. If any of you are interested in this idea, just leave a question for literally any character in the story, in the review section, or just PM me. (Yes, being honest, this is me fishing for reviews.)

God bless and I hope y'all have a wonderful day!