The night chill crept into the house, seeping through the old plaster walls. A sudden shiver made you stir, blinking away the lingering drowsiness. A glance around the room showed that Sans’ house was enveloped in a still quietness, except for a faint flickering that came from outside.

Intrigued, you slowly tossed off the blanket and got up, your footsteps muffled by the carpeted floor. Making your way over to the balcony door, you opened it, only to find Sans smoking away.