Heya and welcome back to The Mysterious House! How are you all doing? I hope your all doing great that way I can break it with my "feels" hammer! Haha, I'm just kidding. But seriously unless you think my precious Sinner! Sansy deserves what is happening to him then you might want a box of tissues with you if you've already read I'm a Sinner. And now without any explanation I give you…Chapter 3 of The Mysterious House.

(Sans' POV)

I was lost.

I hated being lost and it didn't help that we had an unstable glitch threating to tear the timeline apart. I tried to stop thinking about that since I wanted to avoid throwing my sanity out the window. 'He's broken…Just let him freeze to death.' I remember that was the last thing I heard the first time I had lost my sanity. I kept my pace not wanting to lose time because I was too busy remembering things that were irrelevant to the task at hand. I continued to run down the long twisting halls of sanctuary looking for the infirmary which I still barley knew even existed. I looked down at the purple potion that Salkeya had given me, I wondered what it did. 'Would it be like those pills that Salkeya gave me?' I thought. I shook away my curiosity and kept looking around for the infirmary, I hated myself for not taking the time to explore the house. Suddenly everything but the purple potion was dropped as I stopped and stared at the scene before me.

It was the kitchen, my kitchen only my mother and my younger self were there. Mom was cooking dinner and my younger self was moving almost mechanically, clearly deep in thought. I felt my soul clench and my vision became a little darker as well as more distorted as my mom spoke the words that sent her to her demise. "Sans dearie could you be a sweetheart and grab me the carving knife?" those words sent a chill straight down my spine. I turned to see my younger self walking over to the knife block, as I watched the scene I was forced to dream of night by night something different happened. As my younger self approached the knife block he suddenly turned to face me, his eyes filled with murderous DETERMINATION he said something that I could not deny. "You filthy murderer." I took a step back. Mom then turned towards me and said "You are a cold hearted killer." I was borderline crying as mom and younger me continued, their voices growing louder and more demented as it went on. Suddenly, out of nowhere DETERMINATION started to pour out from mom and the younger me. I blinked in confusion before I realized it wasn't DETERMINATION, it was blood. They were bleeding from every open part of their bodies and the blood began to pool on the floor, not seeming to be able to leave the room. I watched on, not being able to look away or close my eyes or do anything. As the blood rose and drowned the younger me and mom, I was finally able to move away from the kitchen. I collapsed onto my knees crying, I wanted to throw up, I wanted to curse the day father and I experimented with DETERMINATION so foolishly, I wanted to DIE for all the sins that were crawling on my back. But I had promised Salkeya that I would give this potion to Salya, and I was going to just that. I was DETERMINED to.

I resumed my search for the infirmary, which was quickly becoming impossible as I was losing my train of thought. My sanity had plummeted down to 55 and I could hear the whispers of other voices that were not my own. 'Sloth' began to bounce around my brain until I admitted to myself. "I'm always slacking off; I never do what I'm supposed to. I'm always relaxing and taking 'breaks'." I told myself as I continued to run. Next was 'Envy' as it echoed around inside, my sanity lowered to 50. "I've always adored my brother's oblivious nature. I've always wanted to be in his shoes and just so easily be able to ignore everything." I spat to no one but myself. 'Gluttony' then glued itself to my conscious thoughts. "After most genocide runs; I eat at Grillby's to try to forget about the events that occurred in those timelines." I sobbed as my sanity lessened to 45. The voices started to become stronger as well as less and less able to ignore. 'Wrath' wormed its way into the mess of thoughts, "Sans! Please, this is just one big misunderstanding!" I heard a young Papyrus call out from my memories. "No way! I'm gonna fucking beat 'em 'til Kingdom Come!" A 15-year-old me snarled furiously. I said nothing about that. 'Lust' decided to linger into the limbo of my guilt. "Once I figured out I enjoyed hurting others, …I began to kidnap monsters and either torture them or kill them outright. It made me feel, good inside." I said as I reached for my chest where my soul was. 'Greed' grew into my turmoil next. "I always killed for myself, the pleasure of making others hurt …fueled my motivation to kill." I whispered as I felt myself getting closer to something familiar. Something I didn't want hearing my guilt. Finally, 'Pride' piled itself on top of everything else. "…Being able to kill…without consequences…. Made me feel unstoppable. That I could kill anyone I wanted and get away with it… made me a sinner." I finished as I slowed to a brisk walk, I could hear muffled crying from straight up up ahead. 'Bingo.' I thought as I tried to calm myself down enough to stop my frantic twitching.

Even though I was expecting it, I was still surprised to see Salya crying in the corner. Her sobbing was muffled from her clothes in her curled, shaking form. But what really surprised me was that Salya was crying Creativity! Sans' dust. I slowly approached Salya as she continued to cry over the glowing lavender colored dust, I tried to be as quiet as possible knowing full well that half-secs would lash out at anyone -even their friends and family. 'But are we really friends?' I asked myself as I grew closer to Salya. Once I was behind her I placed a hopefully supporting hand on her shoulder. 'You are filled with Kindness' a little girl's voice echoed in the back of my head as I tried to calm Salya. I carefully wrapped her into a hug and she clung to me as if her life depended on it. "H-he… He's re-really gone…" She choked out in between her tears, I silenced her and patted her head gently as I tried to flatten some stray blond hairs. "N-no…I wanna ta-talk." She retorted hoarsely. Then there was a long awkward pause of silence. "Sans, when people lose someone close to them the best thing for them to do is talk. It is important that they remember the good times they spent with the person they lost." I heard my mother speak, she cut through all the sickly whispering voices in my mind. "Why is it so important if they're still going to cry mom?" I remembered asking her that when I was little. All she did was chuckle and pat my skull "You'll understand when you lose someone close to you my angel." She responded softly as her voice began to fade into the pitch black void of my memories. I nodded lightly as Salya spoke up again. "Y'kn-know? We always joked about what it'd fe-feel like to lose each other." She started but then looked down at the softly glowing pile of dust in front of her before throwing herself into my chest. "And…I-I always sa-said I would be-be strong. Guess I wa-was wrong…. Aheheheh…" She weakly began to laugh as she finished speaking. I said nothing, for fear of making both of us feel worse than we already did. I reached into my pocket as Salya pulled away from me and wiped her face off. Once I revealed the potion to Salya, she quickly snatched it from my hands and muttered something to herself.

"Only two more after this…" Was all I managed to hear. My curiosity sparked as to exactly what the potion did after she said that. No words needed to be said to answer my question as Salya unsteadily stood up and walked over to Creativity! Sans dust. I looked on as Salya knelt down, took the top off the bottle and began to pour it on the pile of dust making me immensely confused. 'What the…?' I asked myself as my eyes remained glued to the scene before me, I watched on as Salya's hands were engulfed in a soft, pale pink. A moment later Creativity! Sans' dust was covered with pink as well. Less than a minute later, the pile of dust began to glow brighter and brighter until all I could see was white. Suddenly, my vision went black and I had to blink furiously. Once I regained my sight I was greeted with a sharp gasp and the wonderful sight of Creativity! Sans the skeleton lying on the floor breathing raggedly. I turned to Salya who had a look of awe and pure joy on her face before promptly passing out and leaving me, confused, joyful and curious all at once. I stared at the two unconscious lovers for a moment before I realized I should put them into a couple of beds. I felt my Synapsis reach over and pick them up, I was annoyed at how I could simply think of picking up something heavy and have the Synapsis do it automatically without me even realizing. But I did have to consider that it was pretty useful plus, they were fucking strong. Another memory arose, "C'mon Sans! You can do it; I believe in you son!" Dad's voice echoed next to me as we were figuring out how my Synapsis worked, I had hopelessly given up before we realized that I could control them sub-consciously. I had gotten tired of trying physically controlling them so dad told me to "Visualize picking them up." So, I did just that and it payed off. I remembered dad's look of amazement when he saw each Synapsis carrying two huge ice blocks with ease. I chuckled at the memory as I set Salya and Creativity! Sans down on a pair of beds, I walked over to an ice box and grabbed an ice pack for Salya; she had bruised her head when she passed out. After I took care of that, I quickly started my way back to the living room.

As I made my way down the hallway, I felt…mad for some reason. I also felt dread and guilt as well as…fear…I found out why as I stepped through the entrance to the living room. Dear God, I wish I hadn't as I saw a wasteland of attacks thrown and lives lost, there were many piles of dust and a few lucky stragglers who managed to survive. Survive Error- who had gone Omega Flowey, 'You feel like you're going to have a shitty day' a voice faintly echoed in the back of my head as I looked around the room turned apocalypse. I walked toward the glitched out Omega Flowey and saw the two Salkeya's tied up, behind Omega Flowey. I looked around saw that there were no Papyruses left nor were there any other versions of my friends left as well. I was furious, Error hadn't even left a scarf behind and that was the last straw. As I got closer to the Glitched Omega Flowey my vision began to darken and cloud with a black and red haze. My sanity had lowered to 15 as I started to close the gap between me and the 'EOF'. I started laughing, my grin grew more and more twisted as the EOF turned to look at me in confusion. 'You are filled with DETERMINATION.' I heard Frisk say in my head as my magic eye burned a crimson red. Once I was less than 10 feet in front of the dis-colored Omega Flowey, I spawned 20 Gaster Blasters who also shared my red eye trait and fired at him; damaging his TV screen face and causing it to crack. I then followed up by blocking his attacks with my Synapsis, which I had summoned with the Gaster Blasters. Unfortunately, after a few rounds of exchanged attacks Omega Flowey got a lucky shot and I went flying backwards. He laughed as he saw the damaged he did, I had 0.5 HP left. Omega Flowey closed in for his kill and shut my eyes. I waited, and waited….and waited some more. But nothing happened. I opened my eyes to see why wasn't dead yet and my jaw dropped when I saw my answer. It was Nichelle M. and she whacking Omega Flowey upside the head with an old frying pan. "Kindness…" I whispered as I watched Nichelle beat Omega Flowey into unconsciousness. As Nichelle helped me up I doubled over in a sudden burst off pain, "Are you oka-?" She tried to ask me but I cut her off. I pointed to the girls "Sa-Salkeya! Ge-get them ou-out, Nichelle! The-They'll help!" I yelled as Nichelle looked in the direction I had pointed before nodding and setting me down. I watched nervously as I tried to hold onto my sanity, I was starting to lose as my vision became darker and darker with outlines of red making themselves present. The two Salkeya's and Nichelle started to walk over to me before I felt a new presence. "Take one more step… And I'll KiLl HiM." I heard Error threaten.