It had been late. Almost 11 PM. Frisk- your younger sibling was starting to get worried, Sans was a bit on edge, and Papyrus was pacing around the room in worry. You had gone for a walk, but yet you hadn’t returned. “What if someone killed them?…” Frisk muttered. Sans froze, looking down at Frisk with a grim expression. “Don’t think about it like that. Please.”

Papyrus huffed. “That is it! I shall venture out to find them! It is my duty as a member of the Royal Guard to help all!” He turned to his brother. “Stay here, and keep Frisk safe, brother.” He said before he rushed out.

He began his search, searching for you high and low… He was worried, but determined. “HUMAN? Where are you human? Are you playing hide and seek with me? Please, this isn’t the time, human- you should be in bed!…”

He then saw something up ahead. It was you! But… Covered in red stuff. Monsters have limited knowledge about humans, and to Papyrus, you were just laying in what seemed to be some sort of tomato sauce. He ran towards you, something in his soul filling him with panic and worry as he started running towards you. “HUMAN?!”