You worked for Nightmare Sans. Worked. Past tense. You recently got kidnapped by the famous and almighty, Dream sans. His opposite and brother. You were tied up and locked up, tortured by Ink and Blue, but nothing worked. You wouldn't give away any information. Dream hasn't seen you being abused and beaten, but one fateful day, he entered and looked at you in horror. You were bruised and bloodied. He spoke, shaken. "W-what happened?!" He rushed to you and started to heal you, worried.