Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20181209003756/@comment-29194274-20181219210205

Sans backs around the corner, a quiet woosh being heard. Oh damn he's gone. Must of used a shortcut, but how did he even know there was a shortcut there? Hmm.

Nepeta glances around the room she and Flowey have ended up. It's full of old science projects, from some old bring your daughter to work day.

"I wonder where all these people went." Flowey eyes some of the names on the few posterboards that aren't illegible.

":33 < i guess potato batteries were popular? :33 < these must be so old." Nepeta drags some of her fingers across one of the tables, looking at the dust on her fingers. She mutters something in Alterian, then looks up and around.

"Is something wrong Nepeta?" Flowey notes how wide her eyes are, and is pretty creeped out. Please don't let her turn out to be a really creepy person. He doesn't want to be stuck with that.

":33 < i heard something. :33 < footsteps," Nepeta narrows her eyes, looking around.

A skeleton walks out from behind some of the projects, muttering something in a weird language as it glances around. It seems to be glitching in and out of existence, but it doesn't seem bothered by that fact at all. When it spots Nepeta and Flowey, its eyes widen and it disappears.

":33 < ... what the hell was that?" Nepeta takes a step back.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, amd let's get out of here."