Every time you close your eyes it seems there is always a void greeting you. As if waiting for you like it was meant to be from a distant beginning.
There's nothing, but you can feel everything. Every second, every sensation. You have learned that there's more than just an empty void. That it is only the beginning of the storm as Asriel would say in this kind of unwary or puzzling situation.
You don't know what to do or how to wake up so all you do is wait. Standing in place waiting for it to start or for something to happen. The situation feels just like in a perform, there is nothing you can do in the beginning but wait for the preparations to be done and the show to start.
Suddenly, something happens; you can see footsteps start appearing in the nonexistent floor. There is three different (kinds? types?) of footsteps: first there's the vivid red, almost like the color of the fresh blood, for its size you must say it seems pretty average but still slightly smaller than your own feet. Then there's the yellow one, its size even smaller than the red ones but what makes it pop it'll definitely be its bright color, almost assembling a golden tone. Finally, there's the reddish pink silhouette, always changing its size like some kind of glitch that can't decide what shape it wants to be.
You take a closer look, showing not visible reaction when they start moving towards different directions. It fills you with wonder, why the need to split up? They stop a few meters probably away from you, as it they were saying to you to follow them, but who will you choose?
You try to think only give up some seconds later. You don't really care, you will end up forgetting the dream anyway, why bother even trying?
You make your way towards the reddish pink one since it is the one that captures your attention the most. You wonder what will happen next.
It's probably the middle of the night, they don't really know. The just woke up suddenly, sensing that something wasn't right at all. And too much of their surprise, they were right.
Floating above you there's was that floating heart that wasn't meant to be there in the first place. They didn't even need to think twice to suddenly get out of bed and be on their way towards you. Going as far as for having no care to try and not to wake their bed sharing partner, their gaze and mind only pinned right on their shining target.
Reaching the lost SOUL, they hold it between their hands. Squeezing it with enough force to show their discontent towards it. The heart shivered, feeling intimidated at the tense atmosphere they have purposely created. It tried to flee, so it could go to the security of the inside of your chest, despite having no luck.
Frisk squeezed with now more force, but still tried to be gentle for your sake. Watching how it's shine slowly died, it gently vanishing from their hands. Then, it was gone.
They sighed, sitting on the edge of your bed. Letting their gaze soften they seem to forget the fact that you were by their side. They slightly panicked at the thought of having hurt you in some way but their worries were calmed once they saw you sleep silently.
They look at you with guilty eyes, biting their lips with enough force to tear the skin open. The room feels so cold because of the open window that their body can't stop shivering, that's what they want to think. With shaky hands, they lift your clothes up exposing part of your pitiful body.
Their eyes dance from one place to another, taking note as if they were analyzing you. In their quest of searching for any visible wounds on your body they just wish to cry, of letting everything out for once.
They can still remember that haunting feeling of fear lividly every time they gaze at your sleeping self. You have always looked so peaceful in their eyes despite the constant nightmares you try to avoid, and they know about it. They know and acknowledge it, and so, because of it every time you manage to fall asleep in your bed it means you can finally get some rest. It means they understand you can feel safe.
But they can still feel the knife being hold between their hands. They can still see your body sliced open. They can still sense the weight of their past sins. And they are so broken, they regret their ignorance every time they look at you.
They learned how to love you thanks to all these past mistakes, and now that they have another chance, they won't let it go to waste.
Sometimes they wonder if Chara feels the same, and they got a feeling they might do. Sometimes they wonder if you by any chance happen to remember all the past events now erased from existence, and they pray for you to not.
They are too focused on their sorrow to notice their partner now awake, hearing every sob and plead that escapes out of their mouth.
Because they also know; Both their ignorance brought you so much pain and confusion. Both their curiosity brought you misfortune. Both their bitterness brought you the end. And they will regret it until the day they are gone. They will love you dearly as a way to beg for forgiveness.
But you will never know.