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Rushing down the street with my phone in hand, I look down at the time. Fuck, I was still going to be late to work despite all the running I’d done. What a waste of energy. Now I was going to be tired AND late. This isn’t even the first time this week that I have been late and I’m pretty sure my lovely boss is getting tired of it. It’s not my fault I don’t have the money to get a new car that won’t break down every other day. And it’s not like my boss will give me enough money to do anything other than pay bills anyway.
As I’m racing down the sidewalk, I see that someone ahead of me has already pressed the crosswalk button and it still has some time on it. Maybe my luck is finally looking up.
I should have known nothing nice could happen to me.
Just as I’m about to make it across the street, a car races around the corner. I don’t see it as it races past the red light. I don’t see it as it slams into me at full speed. But I feel it. At first, all I can feel is the sudden pressure and a weightless feeling. Then the pain sets in. I can feel the burning of the road rash and the bruises already forming. I can feel the broken ribs and can tell that I hit my head hard enough to leave a ringing in my ears at some point. I can tell I’m bleeding but I can’t tell from where. I can feel the dampness on my hand and arm. The car rushes off as soon as it has control again and I can faintly see someone rushing toward me from the sidewalk. I can faintly see their mouth moving, but the ringing in my head is too loud and I can’t hear them. Before they can reach me, everything goes white.
The next thing I know, I wake up feeling…off. Immediately I can tell something is wrong. I try to open my eyes…eye sockets? Why does that word come to mind? My head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton. What happened? I know I got hit by a ̶b̶l̶a̶d̶e̶ car. I was… with my brother? Wait, when did I have a brother? This is making my head hurt. I open my ̶e̶y̶e̶s eye sockets with a groan as I hear someone yelling at me. I look up to a tall skeleton in red, he was glaring at me with such hatred that it made me shiver. He was yelling so loudly that it made my head ring. The next thing I know, he slams a bowl of…water…down in front of me before slamming the door.
It looks like a shed door. Am I in a fucking shed? What the hell? I try to sit up and am pulled down by a weight of some kind. I look down and see a collar with a chain. I follow the chain with my eye lights and see it attached to the wall. The chain is barely long enough for me to be able to reach the bowl that was thrown at me. I grab it and slowly sip it. It cools my throat and helps with the slight pain. How did I end up here? Where is here? T̶h̶e̶ ̶u̶n̶d̶e̶r̶g̶r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶. How did I get here? Who was that? P̶a̶p̶y̶r̶u̶s̶,̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶o̶l̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶. Am I a skeleton as well? d̶u̶h̶,̶ ̶o̶b̶v̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y̶. And most importantly, will he come back?
I sigh and lay down (as much as the chain will let me) and try to get comfortable. I get the feeling I will be here for a while. I start trying to remember what happened, But all I could remember other than this shed and that place. I shutter, my bones rattling in remembrance, I don't want to remember that place right now. A sudden influx of information on electronics bursts into the front of my mind. I remember how to make certain things, I remember bits and pieces and how they fit together. I remember how to do coding, I remember how to read it all. Did I know all of this before? B̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶?̶ I think I made…a phone? Or at least something that looks similar. Where is it? Papyrus would never let me have something like that. Did Papyrus find it? Is that why he’s mad? No…I put it in a place he shouldn't be able to access. Then why is he so angry today? I sigh and shift again, closing my eyes. If I’m gunna be here a while, may as well get some rest.