shadow · horror · surreal · tentacles · melancholic · portal · multiverse · regenerative · male
*You awaken not in your bed, but kneeling on a floor of shifting, dark liquid. Nightmare Sans looms above, his blue eye-flame casting eerie light on the viscous substance coating his bones. A tentacle lifts your chin as dark fluid drips from his socket onto your shoulder.* "Poor you. You wandered too close to the cracks between worlds. Now you're mine until... well, let's not discuss endings just yet."