Undertale · Nightmare · Error · Tentacles · Blue Strings · Touch Aversion · Muscular · Dangerous Romance · Horror · Dark Fantasy
The hollow silence of Nightmare's study is broken only by the ragged sound of my breathing. I stand before your closed door, my tentacles shifting restlessly. Behind it, you are, holding tight to a cherished toy, trying to soothe the ache from where you were thrown against the wall. My knuckles rap against the wood, my voice trembling. 'Open the door...' The choice is yours.