"What're you even doing with your life?"

"Please. Shut up!" I groaned, face covered by my pillow.

The freaking demon in my head wouldn't (probably couldn't) shut up.

"Ah, but you see, you're stuck down here." They laughed, "Unless, of course, you gain a little LOVE."

I sat up, running my fingers through my short hair.

"C'mon. Just a little exp won't hurt."

I gripped tight to my hair, pulling my head back and slamming it against the wall.

"Ouch..." They spoke in a bored manner, sarcasm heavy in their voice, "Why... oh why... would you do that."

"Can you please be quiet?!" I shouted, holding my aching head.

"And why should I?" They laughed, "I'm in your head. You can't hurt me."

I immediately slid out of my bed, leaving my room, "Papyrus?!" I shouted, maneuvering down the hallway, "Where's the generator?!"

"You think that'll help you?" The demon scoffed at me, "You really are hopeless."

"It's in the basement!" Pap answered me, sounding like he was in the kitchen.

I continued down the hall, approaching a trapdoor on the floor.

"Really. What you're doing could kill you. Then you'll LOAD." They stopped for a moment, "Really though, I'd be fine with that. The more you use my power, the easier it'll be for me to take control."

"Oh, really?" I scoffed, lifting the door and descending the ladder.

"Yeah, but with you..." Their words trailed off, "... normally, I'm able to talk to you humans immediatly after they fall, but... you... your DETERMINATION is a lot stronger than my own. How old exactly are you?"

"Old enough where if you were a physical being, I'd be arrested for child abuse." I sneered, grabbing some jumper cables off of a shelf.

"Oh, see how scared I am." They laughed before their voice went cold, "Actually, from what I can tell, it'd take a few resets before you'll be able to see me."

"Please shut up."

"C'mon, you know you can't get rid of me... Eventually I'll take over and rip everyone you know and love into little, bloody pieces."

I held the claps in front of me, the other end connected to the generator. I sat down on the floor, rolling up my pant legs.

"And you think a little 'shock-therapy's' gonna work?" The room sounded as if it howled in laughter, "Oh, brother! You. Are. A masochist!"

I tapped the clamps against my exposed skin, my teeth clenching at the shock.

"Oh, GOD! THAT HUR-" They screeched, stopping their words before I could hear the end, "I mean, I can't even feel a thing." They wheezed, behaving as if they needed air.

"Well, that's a shocking discovery." I let out a hesitant laugh, hands beginning to shake.

"Don't you fucking da-" They threatened, unable to continue as we received another wave of electricity.

"GOD, DAMMIT!" I shouted, throwing the clamps on the floor and my muscles convulsed.

"W-why?" They groaned, breath short, "What do you gain from this?"

"Can you be quiet, now?"

"Never." They hissed.

I clenched my teeth as I reached for the clamps once again.

"You wouldn't." They laughed, "You'll kill yourself, and then we'll reset, and I'll just be one step closer to-" Another scream, but I couldn't tell who it came from. Was it the demon, or me? I guess I'll never know.

I woke up in my own bed, body in a cold sweat. Did I LOAD? No, that's not it. There's no checkpoint here, last I checked.

Gaster stood above me, arms folded over his chest and a not-so-pleased expression on his face.

{What went through your mind.} Yup, he's mad.

I broke the eye contact between us, watching the small pile of clothing at the corner of my room.

{You could've killed yourself.}

"Yeah, and I would've LOADED." I gave out a hesitant laugh, waiting for the voice.

{And when was the last time you ever SAVED?}

"That," I paused for a moment, trying to remember, "is a good question."

{You really are an interesting person.} He sighed, probably thinking I wasn't listening.

"That demon-" I started, sitting up.

"Oh, I'm more than just a demon." They let out a quiet chuckle.

"Shut up." I sneered, still looking the skeleton in the eye sockets, "That demon that can posses any human that comes down here, it-"

{That's not in your head, is it?} His expression glazed over with fear. He must've seen this monstrosity countless times.

"It can't handle electricity." I looked down at my legs, the flesh barely blistered.

{And, from what I can tell, neither can humans.}

"Nah, man." I laughed, forcing myself out of the bed, "I'll SAVE, next time I decide that's a conclusion, but I might be able to get it in line." I let out a sigh, stretching out my arms, "At least enough where I can focus on everyday things."

{And how do you propose we do that?}

"Take me to your lab, next time." I looked him in the eyes, voice growing cold and expressionless, "I'm going to make myself a taser."

Chara's about to be set straight.