Awakening.
The boy's eyes flutter open, and he feels slight pangs of the pain from earlier though no where near as severe as before. Strapped to a gurney he is hauled across a cellblock, and in each of the cells passing he spots loose limbs: Heads, legs, arms, even a few torsos and all almost human yet subtly off in color or scale or form. He tries to yell but the mere act of trying causes immense pain emanating from his throat. After a few minutes the shock of seeing so so many mutilated corpses wears off and he begins to take in his situation more clearly.
Alberto sees no one pushing the gurney instead it seemingly moves on it's own to some predetermined location. He stares at the metallic ceiling finding numerous industrial pipes like veins or intestines running along side lights and grated vents. Eventually the automated gurney reaches its destination, a small empty cell, and turns the bed parallel to the bars. After that the bars raise into the ceiling. Next the bed's restraints recede into itself and, before the boy can react, it springs Alberto harshly into the cell's back wall.
Alberto peels himself off the wall only to find the bars swiftly slide back into place. With a flash zero feels a familiar sting and quickly runs his hand across his stomach. There he finds tiny wire strung between two pieces of flesh seemingly fused together. Next inspecting his mouth he feels a wire zigzagging between his top lip and bottom lip. Then he checks throat and gently glides his finger tips across finding a myriad fresh scabs.
The freshly scabbed skin flakes off at the mere touche and Al pulls his hand away in a haste. He tries to walk forward and inspect the bars but feels the wire in his gut move and scrap against his insides. In a bold move he finds where the wire had been tied off and begins untying it. He inhales and exhales deeply three times then pulls the wire through in one motion, finishing with a pained gasp which in turn causes even more pain.
His eyes unfocus and his vision fades as he stumbles toward the cell's bars and passes out against them, still holding the thread from his stomach.
"NO! NO! NOOOOO!" Gaster yells, slamming his fists ineffectually against an oddly shaped machine which prominently displays a gray, feeble, cracked, and crumbling heart in a glass capsule.
The court's royal scientist slams a few buttons and the capsule begins opening. "Sans get in here! i'm absorbing the soul now!"
"What you can't do that !" Sans rushes in trying to stop the lunacy.
"We must to stabilize it before disappears permanently." He replies grimly.
Sans keeps trying to convince his compatriot, yet Gaster hears none of it. In a haste Gaster grabs the soul an attempts to shove it inside his chest. However, the mere touch of his hand splinters it into millions of pieces. A pregnant pause fills the air.
"Sir, Asgo-" An automated voice fills the room and is summarily interrupted by another voice.
"Sans handle that, I have matters to attend to." Gaster says angrily rushing out of the room.