45 minutes later (they took a nap)
Snowdin, 201X (2028 AD)
Sans finally says, "that's it. let's go get papyrus."
I hurry outside. "PAPYRUS! PAPYRUS! papy! where are you?"
For 5 minutes, we trudge through the woods, trying to find him.
Then, we find him. With Frisk.
"Is... is that?"
As we are behind Frisk, we notice the knife that he's holding behind his back.
"no...no...papyrus! no!"
Frisk just stands there, holding his knife, already scattered with dust. Who knows how many monsters he's killed already?
"ARE YOU HERE FOR A HUG OF ACCEPTANCE?" Papyrus asks. "WOWIE! MY LESSONS ARE ALREADY WORKING! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ACCEPT YOU WITH OPEN ARMS-"
BAM!
"no..."
"no..."
"no,no,no,no,NO!"
I open my eyes.
"WELL, THAT WASN'T WHAT I WAS EXPECTING..."
I nearly scream, and Sans would've if I hadn't put my hand over his mouth. We almost scream in horror of what we saw.
Papyrus' skull is separated from the rest of his body!
And the human... oh, the human... Frisk.. I have never seen him like this. His eyes are red instead of blue.
Is he even himself?
He holds the knife, twirling it by holding the hilt with his right hand and spinning the tip of the knife while holding his left pointer finger on the top of the knife.
Just then, I remember that the only child who would've acted like this is Chara.
I remember that Sans and Papyrus told me about Chara. Chara was the first human to fall down here. Toriel had told Sans, who told me...
Chara came down here, expelled from her parents like I was. She was a strange child. She hated everyone, except for Asriel, her adoptive brother. Chara died of buttercup poisoning, but Asriel...
A couple of days after that, Asriel was mourning over Chara when suddenly he sat down on the ground and put his hands on his temples, and rocked back and forth,as if a there was a loud noise.
He screamed, "NO, CHARA! GET OUT, GET OUT!"
Then, he walked up to the surface, carrying Chara's body, as if in a trance.
The humans, thinking that Asriel had killed Chara, left Asriel so badly wounded that he still has a scar today.

What is Chara doing here?
Papyrus...
"BUT... STILL! I BELIEVE IN YOU! YOU CAN DO BETTER, IF YOU JUST TRY! I... PROMISE..."
The human steps on Papyrus' skull until it crumbles. Papyrus stops talking. He turns into dust.
Sans looks like he saw a ghost. Tears trickle down his astounded face by the hundreds, and I'm not any better.
Frisk... or is it Chara...? walks away.
The first thing that Sans whispered to me was, "he's being possessed... that dirty brother killer... when i get chara out of frisk...
CHARA IS GOING TO HAVE A BAD... a bad… a… bad... "
By now, Sans is holding Papyrus' dust and sobbing into it.
I try and comfort him, but the sight of Papyrus... the fact that he's gone... I succumb to my own emotions.
The tears start as drips of water in my throat, causing it to ache... they form into gasps and erratic breathing... before finally, the pain in my throat is relinquished and the sadness manifests itself as tears, springing from my eyes and sticking to the bottom of my chin before reluctantly dropping in the snow. I cry gentler than Sans, the tears flow soft and they stream steady.
Papyrus' SOUL rises up. The tears still flow as it shakes before it shatters completely.
We keep on crying for... I don't know how long. My heart aches, as I go through every memory I can recall of Papyrus, which triggers more tears.
When I'm dry of tears, it appears that Sans isn't.
Have you ever seen a skeleton cry?
It may seem strange, but it is possible. His tears are more visible, because his shiny bone doesn't hide tears nearly as easily as my peach skin, reddened by erratic breaths and cold.
The white bone contrasts extremely with the dark eye sockets, which somehow stream out the endless flood of clear tears.
Five minutes or so later, Sans' emotion finally changes from sadness back to anger.
"...poor... kid... p...possessed by this horrible MONSTER… i can't imagine how horrible that is... i've gotta get chara out… and when i do… i'm going to send chara right back to where she belongs. c'mon, tristana. we need to go back home and find out what to do next."
Sans grabs my hand. I scream. The world around me bends and warps into weird shapes. It's really trippy. Then, I can't recognize the landscape at all. I feel strange, and realize that I'M bending and warping. I look at Sans, and he is too.
I feel motion-sick, like I did too much on the swings at school, but much, much worse. When I finally recognize the basement, and the shapes finally go back to normal, Sans lets go of my hand. I immediately find the trash can and heave my lunch into it.
I pause. Maybe it's over? No. I barely have time to bring my hair back before I heave breakfast into the trash can, too. I just keep on retching until there's nothing more in there.
"I… I'm done now. Heh… I already know that you didn't throw up because you don't have the stomach for it."
"first of all, you finished my sentence. second of all, are you sure that you're done? if you are, i'll go get some water."
I gulp down the sweet, clear water and rinse my face in the sink.
"how are you now?"
I can't stop shaking, but other than that, I feel fine.
"I… I think I'm fine…"
"yeah… i felt nauseous during my first teleport, but after that, i got used to it. want to wash your hair?"
"Yeah."
I take a shower, washing all the yucky stuff out of my hair and body. When I'm done, I get dressed. I look absolutely awful. My face is red from tears, and my eyes are all puffy.
"Sans?"
He's in his room, sitting down, head in his knees.
I whisper, "What do we do now?"
"i…" Sans says…
"i don't know."