RpNation

*sniff*
Hmm.... smells like blood and death.
....
Nice decor, too!

• It's.. oddly quiet.

.... Daisie...?
Look, I know you're in here! Unless you made a run to DDD's without me. But we're supposed to stick together!
*takes a peek under a bloodstained table*

• There seems to be no Daisie around. Although... There is a black splotch in the corner. Almost like a fog... But it traps all the light around it. It almost feels like some sort of vortex.
• As you look at it, you feel... empty.

Turn on a light man. Someone can trip if they don't see where they're going.

Ohh boy.... This is oddly familiar, and equally ominous.
....
Guess I need to take a peek!
*approaches the vortex*

• You can almost hear whispers. Though they aren't real.
• Some sort of figure is standing in the center.
• Even though it's dark, the figure did NOT trip. Like a boss.

.... Okay, Sans.
Very funny!
I know how to greet an old pal....
*extends a hand to the figure*
(O.O)

• The figure slowly turns it's head to look over at you.
• Your hand suddenly feels cold and numb. As if death itself had a grip on it. But nothing is there.

That's uh... one handshake you got there! ^^'
....
Yeah.... you're not Sans, are you?
*takes a step backwards*
I think I'll be going now....

• The shadows almost merge with the figure as you back away slowly. It looks back towards the floor, emptily.

*bursts into room* Hello darkness my old friend!