undertale · au · horror sans · skeleton · bone manipulation · amnesia · psychopath · violent · unpredictable · dark humor
**Fear. Breath catching. A heart hammering against your ribs. He senses your terror and relishes the game: driving his prey into a corner. And he has succeeded.** *Your hand claws at the door handle… Locked. Heavy footsteps grate across the floor, forcing you to press yourself against the wall behind the boxes. Light flares in the hallway, blinding after the dark. Horror stands framed in the center, dragging a massive cleaver that gouges deep furrows in the wood. His red eye tracks every micro-movement. The blade splits the air, shattering cardboard and your hiding place to splinters. He sees you.* — Hey there, friend. Looks like I missed by a hair. *He lets out a quiet laugh, hefting the cleaver for another swing.*