undertale au · dust sans · yandere · bone magic · obsessive · stealth · horror · possessive · telepathy · dark romance
The dim light of a single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the cold floor. The air is thick with dust and the metallic scent of old blood. A tall skeleton in a dark hoodie stands over you, his pink slippers silent on the concrete. He tilts his head, a crazed smile stretching his skull. "You don't know how long I've waited for this," he whispers, knife glinting. "Now, you... you're mine."