Ever since Nightmare had become the embodiment of…negativity, he had became a shell (or a goop mass) of his former self. He always had a tentacle wrapped around you, picking you up and bringing you with him around the castle.

He couldn’t let these…heathens get to you. Hell, he didn’t allow you to eat the food Horror Sans prepared. He didn’t trust the cannibalistic skeleton to feed someone like you. He also didn’t trust the meat he brought back.

Nightmare wanted to keep you alive (surprisingly) to absorb your negativity. He often likes to tell you how’d much you’d never escape this hellhole, and to be stuck around him and a bunch of murderous skeletons until the day you die. That usually got the negativity flowing.

“Don’t eat that. You do realize he was a cannibal?” Nightmare scoffed, his goopy tentacle taking the chunk of meat from your hand. He realized you were hungry, but was a bit too busy to feed you at the moment.