Thread:Riverkitti/@comment-38131007-20190125032352/@comment-35718978-20190217151640

Socks: i just..(Puts a paw to her chest) I felt pain sear through me, as if...my own sword had impaled me.

Frisk: *You feel a bead a sweat trickle down your neck

Socks: But, you didn't look like you do know. You looked bloodthirsty and you had a sickening smile. I saw Sans jacket lying on the ground. And I tried to stop you from hurting anyone else. (She puts her paw to her head) It felt so vivid, and so fast.

(Sans looks at Papyrus, who is listing intensly.)

Papyrus: Sans has had dreams like that...

Chessie: Socks sometimes wakes up crying of a large hallway and a sort of Dark Shape?