Sans: Hopefully I get it right this time. I am tired of getting a hole in my chest every 5 minutes.

Some red lasers surrounded sans.

Sans: Took ya long enough.

*Sans sticks his arms out in front of himself. His whole body starts to turn black and his eye sockets turn entirely light blue. *

Sans: Here we go.

His corpse stands back up in the nightmare transformation.

Sans: You remind me of someone. Just because you can kill doesn’t mean you have to.