Chapter 2.

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Suffocation was never something I had actually experienced firsthand, being I was a rather good swimmer and always chewed my food thoroughly to lessen the chance of choking. It would only become a startling realization when I actually couldn't do what every living being should be able to do without mean of struggle: breathe.

It was cold, and I could only assume it was snowing, despite knowing it was spring where I lived. My head was struggling to wrap around the fact that I couldn't remember much of what occurred previously, and the fact that it was snowing in April. My body was numb, frozen to the bone as I was face first in snow. How far I actually walked I couldn't tell you, nor would I be able to answer how long I was actually in this growing blizzard. But I could tell you one thing.

I wasn't alone.

Being covered in snow was not a very comfortable experience, and combining that with not being able to move your body rather than perform simple functions like breathe and think, you begin to panic. The best way I can think to describe it, would be someone who was suffering from sleep paralysis. You are wide away and aware that you cannot move your body. You may find yourself struggling to breathe, almost as if something was lying on top of you, the feeling of being trapped within your own flesh sending you into panic: and you cannot even wake up from your waking nightmare. In this case, these factors applied in more ways than one, and it may have just been the fact that I had been in the snow so long that my body was shutting down.

A heavy sigh though reached my ears, as snow continued falling over me. I flinched internally hearing them, asking myself if it could be a monster who was waiting to kill me on the spot, but the strike never came. Instead, I heard a shuffling about me as someone seemed to step closer, inspecting me as I felt my body shift as something pushed on my side. "Whelp," the voice was deep and soft, almost like a hollowed drum. I felt the individual push me again, this time on my leg. "You'll catch your death of cold that way."

…

Did, they just may a joke, about me possibly being dead? This lingering thought was faintly running through my head as I was beginning to lose consciousness, unable to breathe anything other than mounds of snow that was shoved in my face. The pain was no longer present, other than the thought of how numb I truly was. It probably didn't help either that I had nothing on but a pair of shorts and sneakers with a t-shirt on. The snow must have soaked through them by now, my hair spread amongst the icy surface as snowflakes continued to cover me. The individual could have nudged me again, but I was too overcome with the throbbing pain in my chest of the lack of air to think otherwise.

That was until I was carelessly flipped over by their foot.

It took me a minute to realize that the snow was no longer compacted on my front and face, leaving little to nothing covering my air ways. "Gwaahhh…" my mouth had barley opened, snow filling it partially as ice cold air made its way into my lungs. The sound of my breath and the adrenaline of oxygen being available once more caused my body to shudder as I wheezed, letting out a harsh cough as snow filtered out of my mouth.

A deep gasp and short yelp reached my ears, the deep breathing of the individual who was aside me must have been startled by my sudden intake of air, causing them to take a few large steps back as I laid there panting. "Shit it's actually alive." I heard him say after a few moments of silence, other than my desperate breath from my chest as it fell and raised rapidly. I couldn't think straight, the cold both a welcoming and bothersome feeling as it felt like my lungs were being iced over.

There seemed to be some kind of internal debate from the individual, as I heard them mumbling over the option of helping me or letting me freeze in the blizzard. I didn't understand what the big deal was, I needed help. So why were they being so reluctant to give it?

It then occurred to me though that this was more than likely a monster, and as much as humans were taught to fear them…they more than likely feared us.

I don't know if the frown that I wanted to give was actually visible on my face, but I began to worry that I was going to be left to die in this cold. Hypothermia more than likely had already settled in, and even though I didn't enjoy considering myself a damsel in distress…I really wanted someone to get me out of the snow.

Even if it meant it was going to be a monster.

My expression was frozen on my face, no matter how much I felt it change on the inside. Helpless. I must have looked like death, tinted blue lips and frosted eye lashes, fingers frozen in place and snow white legs that lacked the tint of the sun, that were being speckled with snow. I felt the individual move aside me again, debating no doubt as I felt them lurk over me, giving me a slight nudge in my side to see if I would rouse.

"You would think if Tori was going to let you go, that she would have given you proper clothes…" I could hear his voice again, this time it seemed in slight annoyance or disbelief, before I heard an audible gasp release from them. The sound of snow shuffling for a second was heard, as I could imagine them turning in a certain direction, followed by a chilling silence sent a mental shiver down my spine. I couldn't feel anything, but I could feel a strange growing presence over stand my form that caused me to freeze. "I swear, if she's dead because of you…"

It was silent. I could tell that the individual had disappeared, but I didn't hear any footsteps. The growing silence became unnerving, and I had no choice but to lay in the snow, waiting. What did he mean by what he said? Who was Tori? The only thing I can think back on is falling in the hole and waking up here…did that mean-

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the sound of feet shifting in the snow, almost startling me as they seemed to appear out of now where. Despite them standing aside me, they didn't move or say anything, and I felt a growing chilling fear flood over me. What were they doing? My question was answered though, causing me to almost wish that I hadn't asked.

"She's dead." The voice was hallow, dark, and…remorseful. I couldn't move, but I felt a flicker of pain go through me as I listened despite not wanting to hear what he was going to say next. "She's dead you selfish human…did you need her soul that badly that you just cut her down without any conscious regret?"

My breathing hitched. He thought I killed this person, this Tori. He must have sensed my body tense, causing him to let out a dark laugh as I could feel myself being gripped roughly in some kind of hold as I hung lifelessly in their grasp, unable to say or do anything despite the situation.

"I really should just let you die here in the cold, your heart being just as it is." He whispered in my ear. I could feel my weight shift though as I was dropped roughly, despite the snow catching me I could still tell that it had hurt. "But don't worry…I'll keep you around long enough to wake up and tell me everything. I will make you tell me."

I wanted so badly to find movement in my arms and legs, to turn over and get away from this creature. His voice being far from friendly. I was trapped. Feeling myself being drawn closer to him, a strange feeling wrapping around not just my body but my heart and mind, causing me to wince inwards as I felt myself being squeezed.

"Then I will be the one, to return the favor." His voice paused, and I could almost feel his breath on my face. "Cause kid," I felt my eyes open slightly before his voice filled my ears once more. "You're looking at having a bad time." –

"Auh!" My body shot up forward, sweat coating my hands and chest as I felt my left hand grasp my neck, taking in large gulps of air. My eyes were big and wild, looking around frantically for the creature that I had heard moments before, realizing though that I was not in the snow or outside. I was in a small room, lying in a bed, with fresh clothes and a teddy bear sitting beside me on a night stand. "What?"

My eyes slowly relaxed as they traveled around the room, taking in everything that they saw. Hard wood floors with a tan rug stretched out on the right of me, a large oak dresser and closet being not from the main door that was directly across from the bed I was currently resting in. A nightlight was plugged in the wall, while a relatively large fan was casually spinning on the ceiling, sending light blows of air on my heated face. Was I dreaming?

A slight throbbing in my hands caused me to glance down to see that I had gripped the grey sheets in my fits, visibly shaking as well. I slowly released them, leaving the portion of the sheets slightly disheveled as I drew my feet up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs as I tried to process what was going on.

Glancing back over to the teddy bear, I slowly reached out and grabbed its arm, feeling the soft material run under my thumb. I carefully held it in my lap, feeling a sense of comfort having it in my possession, reminding me of the stuffed animals Sophia and Travis slept with every night…

It was then though that I heard a voice, high pitched and seemingly to be outside my door, that caused me to freeze in place staring nervously in their direction.

"HUMAN!" their voice startled me, causing me to jump visibly as I scooted away at the sound of the door being knocked on. "I WANTED TO SEE IF YOU WERE FEELING ANY BETTER, YOU GAVE ME QUITE THE SCARE!"

Why was he yelling? Who on Earth was that? My mouth hung open as I listened, not sure whether I should answer or just pretend to be asleep. Before I had the chance to decide though, I heard the door knob jingle realizing that they would be coming in regardless of what I was doing, causing me to stand up on the bed holding the teddy bear in a death grip as I stared availingly at the door.

…

Sans the Skeleton, the older brother of Papyrus, was walking back from his part time job at the hot dog stand. The walk from Hotland to Snowdin was not much of a walk, also being the fact that Sans would teleport if he wasn't up for it. But, being a slow day, he decided to let off early and pick up some food from Grilby's before heading home. The snow was thick under his feet, crunching as he walked along with two paper bags of burgers and fries. Knowing Papyrus would more than likely make spaghetti if he didn't get home first, the thought of going ahead and leaving work early seemed to be acceptable.

"Hey Sans," a quiet voice caught his attention as he looked over to see Muffet, a spider type Monster holding a few bags in her hands. Her eyes had a friendly expression as Sans paused walking, turning to the girl with a grin on his face. Seeing that he was attentive, the spider stepped over glancing at him once more before giving a fang full smile. "I'm surprised to see you going home so early."

Both Muffet and Sans knew that it wasn't abnormal for him to leave work or even skip it for that matter, but wanting to make small talk gave her the opening to start the conversation. "Ah," he began looking up with a smile. "Yeah, just wasn't feeling well. Thought I'd head home early and have dinner with Pap before he goes off to train with Undyne."

The spider seemed to ponder a moment before grinning ruefully, "Don't act like I can't see right through you," she began shaking her head. "I know that you didn't want to feel like buying another one of my treats, huh?"

If it wasn't for the indirect pun his friend made, he might have just been a little more serious with her. While it's true Muffet did have a bit of temper when monsters passed her goods, he could tell that she was beginning to doubt her abilities from the lack of sales at her shop. "Common, don't get your legs in a twist. You know that's not true." Sans said with a sincere grin. "I know I'm not the only one who enjoys your sale."

Muffet looked away slightly nodding. "Well, thanks though Sans for always being such a good customer and friend. Sometimes it helps to know that there is someone enjoying what I have to offer."

Sans didn't know how quite to respond, not being the mushy feely kind of skeleton, but watched as Muffet pulled out two spider donuts and held them out with a smile. "For you and Papyrus. We didn't sell a lot this week and I know that they won't get eaten anytime soon."

Having accepted the treat and seeing Muffet head back to Hotland, Sans soon found himself at his door, fumbling with the skeleton key as held the paper sacks in one hand and treats in the other. As the door opened though, he could hear his young brother talking, sending a slight sigh through him. Hopefully he wouldn't mind having burgers, but if not they could always just-

"AHA! I SEE THAT YOU HAVE FOUND A LIKING TO MY TEDDY, I FIGURED YOU NEEDED SOMEONE TO KEEP YOU COMPANY WHILE YOU WERE ASLEEP!"

The sound of Papyrus' voice caught Sans off guard as he slowly shut the door, glancing up the stairs to his brother's room. It wasn't unusual to have guests over, so the thought of someone being upstairs didn't bother Sans much at all.

What did though, was the piercing scream that seemed to shake the house, causing Sans to drop the bags while looking up alarmed with a blazing blue eye and glowing hand. Racing down the stair case, in nothing but a large white t-shirt that said "Cool Dude" in red uppercase letters, was a blonde fumbling human with a teddy bear in grasp who seemed desperate to get away from the younger skeleton that raced out of the room a second later.

"WAIT! HUMAN!"

Sans stared in confusion and disbelief, being his brother not only caught a human but brought it to their home made his skull turn, seeing the human nearly trip on the stair case and screaming at the top of their lungs only made matters worse. Before the human even had a chance to reach the bottom of the stair case, they managed to miss a step in sheer panic, causing them to take a nasty tumble down and onto a very surprised skeleton in the process.

Sans attempted to use his magic to catch the flailing individual, who looked like a pathetic wingless bird trying to leave the nest before being struck down by nature's forces.

…

I had tripped. Again.

My screaming had ceased the moment I realized I had tripped on the declining staircase, my ankle turning underneath me as I tried to grasp on the wall or railing, only to fall sideways into something rather hard.

The impact had sent my head spinning, having smacked it rather forcefully against something solid as cold hands came about my small form, causing me to squirm before realizing that I was about to crash onto the ground. Between a grunt and a yelp, the floor came rushing at me, it's cold unforgiving surface nowhere near as welcoming as the flowers that had caught me previously. Yet while it should have hurt, it didn't do as much damage as it should have.

My eyes which had found themselves tightly shut, slowly began to open as I heard a deep groan, something rather familiar of the tone of voice that caused me to freeze under the strangers hold.

"OH, SANS!" The skeleton from upstairs voice caused me to jump slightly, as I tried to figure out where exactly I was positioned. "I CAN'T BELIEVE I AM SAYING THIS, BUT YOU HAVE ACTUALLY MANAGED TO CAPTURE A HUMAN!"

The sense of pride and excitement in their voice caused me to question who exactly it was that was holding onto me, fear racing through me as I knew for a fact it was another monster in the house. Before I had a chance to turn and see who it was, I felt a cold wave of pressure wash over me as a hand gripped my head, sending me into a numb dreamless sleep.