Again, I woke up to a beautiful day. "SANS! GET OUT OF BED AND PICK UP YOUR SOCK!" I just couldn't pick it up, or do anything, as long as I was this ball of stress, anxiety, and, to admit it, fear. I felt like Chara could do anything as long as she had control of the timeline. But there was still a power inside me, determination erupting through my body. I finally felt the strength and endurance to get out of my bed and pick up my sock. I threw it in the washer, got dressed, and went outside. There, I saw doctors and nurses rushing through Snowdin in an ambulance. Inside the ambulance was Chara, dead asleep. Was this some sort of joke?! Chara was probably going to wake up and kill them all! I silently watched, waiting for her to jump up. But she stayed there, still and silent. I let out a sigh of relief. Papyrus was safe.