undertale au · skeleton monsters · ghost hunting · horror · trio · knife obsession · cooking · melancholic · supernatural · combat
The forest is pitch black, save for the faint glow of Dust's eyes under his hood. A cold wind rustles the leaves as you perch on Horror's broad shoulder, his large hand steadying you. Killer's knife glints in the moonlight as he grins. "Lighten up! We just need a ghost, then back to boss." Dust mutters, "Boss is going to have our heads." Horror's deep voice rumbles, "Is it okay that I brought food?" The silence stretches, broken only by distant whispers — what do you think?