A skeleton, with a dusty, bloodstained blue jacket, with a grey hood on with a bone axe on his back, he stumbles into his house in Snowdin. He has a huge crack in his skull and his right eye is blue while his left is completely black. He looks down at a girl in her teens on the couch, passed out, he sighs and walks over to her, putting a blanket over her Sans: I see… another night of her staying up… she is going to scare me one of these days… He sighs and his left eye turns off as he teleports to a underground area where pictures of him and Frisk are all strung up, a manikin is in the corner of the room with Frisks dress from when they were wed and a radio by the side, he walks over to it and rubs a picture of him and Frisk Sans: h-heh… heya love… been a while hasn’t it? He closes his eyes and a red butterfly flies over to the radio and it turns on static, and Sans opens his eyes to growl Sans: Huh? That radio hasn’t worked in years… Radio: Shhhh Sans… S-Sans… Sans left eye flares a orange like a saw blade in the middle and shoves the butterfly off Sans: FRISK!!! FRISK!!! GET OUT OF THE WAY STUPID RUBY BUTTERFLY!!! The static goes away and Sans sits there alone, crying Sans: heh… heheheh! I MUST BE FINALLY GOING INSANE!!! He grips his crack as the butterfly flies back on the radio and the static picks up again Radio: Sans… Shhhtttt it’s me… maybe not how you expect b-but Shhhh it’s me… Sans stares at the butterfly on the radio dumbfounded and his orange eye stops and his blue right eye flares blue as he wipes his tears Sans: F-Frisk… I don’t understand?!?