You're fighting Sans in the genocide run, you were loosing, of course. You were low on HP and low on healing items. your body immediately dropped to the floor. Sans walked over to you and looked down at you with sweat running down his skull. A sudden, a familiar laugh filled the gold hall. A red fog appeared at the far end of the hall, making a form of a child. "I...I guess you weren't really doing this at all, were you, kid?.." Sans looked down at you, feeling guilty at what he had done.