So how'd ya guys like New reali-

*Pyro falcon punches the author*

Pyro: SHUT UP AND START DA CHAPTER.

Author: What the- how did you get here? You're supposed to be in NR2: Multiple realities!

Pyro: I'm EVERYWHERE BATCH! –shoots fire everywhere-

Author: Geeze! Never giving YOU fire powers again…

-Pyro raise another fist threateningly, and the author gulps-

Author: Um… enjoy the chapter!

I stared at Sayori in shock.

Sayori was alive? I thought I had deleted her and the others!

I took another glance at her, and realized she wasn't self-aware anymore. So that was good.

Monika: Sayori! It's me!

I floated up to her, and waved my hand in her face.

Sayori: So you're Frisk?

Sayori had completely and utterly ignored me, and bended down to talk to Frisk.

Monika: Hey! Sayori it's me! Help me!

I floated over to her to give her a tackle, but I flew right through her.

I stopped and suddenly remembered that nobody but frisk could see me.

I almost cried out of frustration.

Frisk: Say, you said your name was Sayori right?

Sayori nodded, as chipper and happy as ever.

Frisk: well Sayori~-

Monika: Oh hell no!

I pushed frisk out of the room, down the hall, and into their room Toriel had made for them.

Monika: I'm not letting you flirt with my friends!

Frisk: Why? Because you want me for yourself~?

Monika: Stop.

I glanced around the room Toriel had prepared for Frisk. There was two beds, a closet, a toy chest, and an empty photo frame. It must have held some kind of picture for a long time.

As I floated around the room and inspected it, I began talking to Frisk.

Monika: So Frisk, I was wondering what we were gonna do about my… situation.

When I heard no response, I continued talking.

Monika: I don't know why I'm tied to you, maybe it's because you do something important. Whatever the case, I think Our number one priority is finding a way to revert me back to my physical form.

Still no response. I continued talking.

Monika: I think the best way to do that is too stay where we are for now. My friend is here, and Ms. Toriel is a very nice person. Who knows, maybe, if we tell them about my predicament, they might know a way to help me!

Frisk didn't say anything.

Monika: Frisk, are you even listening to me-

I turned around to find Frisk fast asleep in their bed.

I floated up to them and looked down upon them.

They must be really tired if they fell asleep this fast, I thought as I looked down at them.

Their wispy dark brown hair had fallen into their mouth, and they were hugging their pillow tightly, like their life depended on it.

Come to think of it…, I thought. My eyelids were getting heavy as well.

Do ghost's get tired?

Scratch that. Don't say the word Ghost, Monika. You're not dead.

I floated up in the air above Frisk's bed, and tried laying down in the open air.

It was surprisingly comfortable, like a tempurpedic bed.

With nothing stopping me from shutting my eyes, I fell into what I hoped was a dreamless sleep.

No such luck.

I found myself in a large, infinite black space, that was filled up with a whole lot of nothing.

Monika: Hello? Anyone there?

The only thing that answered me was meaningless sounds.

?: Ď̸̢͓̹̟̲̱̝̜͚̤͕̳͙̻ͅȃ̴̼̻̝̳̬͙̤͒́͒̂͊̀͌̾͘͠͠r̶̬̎̔̈͒̎ķ̸̢̞͈̟̦̙̺̍̎͂̔͆̿́͘e̶̢͕̥̥̬͈͉̒͛̀̀̈́̃̉̃̎̓͜͝r̴̪̯̋̀̾͆͆͋͛͘̕͠ ̸̛̥̹͎͖͇̻͇͚̙̫̣̱̣̐̅̋̅̽̃̈́͂̒͂y̶͈̬̟͎͕̝̜̐͋̓ĕ̵͚̺̳͙̞̦̤̩͕̃́̍̉̎t̵̡̡̘͔͆̌ ̶̯̬̭̣̝̍̃͂̈́̍̏̉͂d̷̢̞̱̓͂̿̈͐̍͗̋͝ȧ̵̢͙̩͎̣̿͛̓͂̒̅̈́̆r̵͎̭̻̳̉́̊͊̇̅̈́̊̇̆̅͛̓̄̾͜ͅͅk̷̡̳̥̖̗̺̤̙̇͛̿̀̈̆̆͗̕͝͝͝ẽ̵͖͚̭̟̣͍̱͈̜̱͖r̶̺͎̽͋͐͒͗́̇̚

I turned around to find myself staring at a thing made of pure glitches.

It seemed to be black, but also white at the same time.

Monika: Um… hello? Who are you?

?: š̵̡̧̥̲̟̜̥̠̼̣͓̰͔͖͂̒ḁ̶͕̭̱̦̪̼̙̙̭̼͂̑v̴̳̠̭͔̯̯͎͘͜ͅę̴͓̗͉̫̼͕͑̑͒͌̾͊̑̔̿̈́͗̎̚͝ ̷̢̼̻̼̱̣̖̺̰͑̌̉̆̌̒̀͜͝t̸̢́͐̽͋̎͊̽̈́͊͝͠h̷͕̞̝͔́̈́e̸̲͙̘̝͔̊͑̏̓͗̒̿̋̈́̊̓͘̚ͅm̵̢̛͉̼̫̼̯̘͍̜͙͋͗̽̃̄͋̑̚͜͝

Monika: I'm sorry… I can't understand you…

?: G̸̛͕̹̱͍͍͛̈́͆͋̅̓̋̎̃͆̇̐͝͠e̶̡͓̹͈͉̬̭͔̮͍̬̜͈͎̒̈́̐̔͆̚̚͜t̶͉̦͍͓̦̼̗͇͆̑̾̽̇̆́̑͂͘͜ ̶̛̯̳͎̳̀̑͆͌̀̃̿̌̀̚͘r̵̡̛̖̟̱̝̞͙͔̖̿͋̇͋̇̓̏̌̎͝͠i̸̧̩͉̖̻͖̭̋̒̕d̶̡̥̖̣̬̲͚̣̈́̔͆̾͗̇͛͜ ̷̧̨͕̟͎̐̀͂̈́̀̊̄̇̈́̋̅̾̄͐ȍ̷̧͎̜̩̜͙̼̰͒̓͋͗̾͐̐̆͌̚͜͠͠͝f̶̡̧̠̺̱̞̭̬̦̞͉͖̞̹̄̋̾̊̄̒̓̍͗̃̀̃̕̕ ̷̧̮̣̖̔͗̂̏̐̽͂̽̇̕͝E̵̡͉̲͚̼̣̣̲͔̦͓͇̝͋̅̄̀̐r̴͙͍͙̩͇̈́͋͠ą̴̝̹̮͈͉̓͂̌̉̅̾̍́̈́̿͌͋̕͠ͅs̴͖̗͔̲̫̅̏͗̎̽e̸̢͇͎̫͖͇̳̟̳̪̒̎̍̂̽͠

I strained to hear the garbled words correctly, but nothing seemed to happen.

Monika: Are you the thing that brought me here?

?: D̴̗̣̦̬̀͑͗͑̔̎̕ͅa̶͇̾̽͝ŕ̸̢͔̥̝̹̯͍̩͚͐͒́͗̿͒̓͜͠k̸̮̻̖̘͕̅̀̃̍̌̎͑̔̌͒͒̚̚͜͝ͅë̴̡̟͚̲̞̪̼́̋̔̏̚r̴̡̡̡̦̭͇͓͖͓̜̮̳͙̳̒͗̌̒̀͋̊̃̋̔̎̒̓̓͠ ̸̖̄̌̍̈́ͅy̶̢̡̢̠̹͓͚͔̫͈̹̺̟̓͂̋̑̀͌̽͒̉͘͜͝͝ͅé̴̢̖͉̮͕͍͚͜ͅͅţ̵̝̳̝̤͖͑̈́́̇̿ ̷̥̫̮̣̟̗̀̐̃͋̓̎̐̈̓͗̐̚͘͝d̵̡̬͖̮̝̼̉̏ͅą̵̥̙̟̟̪̫̩͎͕̌͌̐̏̓͆͋̃̄́͐̚͝ŗ̷̀̉̃̔͋͋̽̐̇̄̓̾̕̕͠k̷̘̹̲̜̪̺͕͍̒̌͑̽̅̒̌̎̓̏͑̑̕͜͜͠ḙ̷̗̳͙͕͋̎̉r̵̢̛̛͈͍̅̎͛̈́̿͊͋̔͒̚

suddenly, the ground opened up at my feet, and I fell into an endless void, with the world breaking apart around me, holes appearing in and out of space and time.

Monika: What's happening?

I struggled to wake up, but a sudden surge of thoughts and memories that weren't mine flooded into my brain.

Monika: It hurts…

I tried to clear them but I couldn't. I saw myself exterminating the whole race of monsters, with a knife, and a yellow sweater on.

Monika: WhAt's happenIng?

Monika: MAke the Pain StOp.

MOnIka: StOp

Monika: I…

MOnika: WILL

MONiKa: Give

Monika: N̴̢̢̢̜͌̐̈́̄͐̃̇̋o̸̢̟̻̟͚͙̩͙̰̅̓̽̆̋̀̔̂̐͒͑͜͝͝ ̵̨̰̭̮̣̺̹͇͍̙̀́͑̆̐̈̿m̵̡̗͚͔̞͔̘̣̳̗̤̜̫͙̑̈́̓̏́̒̾͗͆̽̍͝͠e̶̡̜̬̺̤̙̯̥̪̠͇̭͋̓̆͛̉ṛ̴͉̺̱̇́̓͑̾c̶̨̛͔̼͈͎̣̲̘̽̌̃͆̊͑̂͂̈̔̚͠ẏ̶̗

I jolted awake, breathing heavily. I placed my hand on my still beating heart.

Monika: What the heck was that?

Sorry it was so short, but I had to get this in.