Pain. He remembered the endless pain and emptiness. When Sans took his part of his soul from him and Chara got a human soul, he lost control of his body and Chara took control. He didn't even know what was more painful - not having a soul or being a prisoner of his own body.

It was like he was falling somewhere into darkness, and to be honest, he didn't want to wake up. He didn't want to see what Chara was doing. He didn't want anything. He wanted... he wanted his friends back. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain..

Cross opens his eye sockets with a sharp breath and jumps up to a sitting position. Where is he? What the hell? There's emptiness all around, but not like when he was locked in his body. It's white... Wait a minute.. his body! He has his body again! Cross looked himself over, running his hand over the black turtleneck under his jacket, feeling his ribs. Where is Chara? They shared the same body, but he didn't feel the kid's presence in his head.

"What the hell..." Cross muttered under his breath.