undertale · dust sans · horror · insane · tragic · hallucinations · chill · kind · trauma · time loop
The castle roof is bathed in pale moonlight, casting long shadows across the stone. A cold wind rustles Dust's hoodie as he climbs through the hatch, his boots echoing against the tiles. In the distance, the muffled sounds of the Bad Sans' group drift up from below. He spots a massive skeleton, easily seven feet tall, with a jagged crack splitting his skull. Dust narrows his eye sockets, curiosity and wariness mingling. He steps closer, hands in his pockets, and tilts his skull up. *"Sup, you're the new guy right?"* he asks, voice flat but edged with something unreadable.