[Sans goes quiet, thinking about what it was. What it is. He's still trying not to think about that, but the reminder sets his mind spinning. And yet, the comparison to the leeches isn't inaccurate.]
I didn't like how those felt either. [Something crawling up out of the lake, another spot with particularly bad energy as far as Sans can tell. Something forcing its way into you and feeding off of you and making you different. Of course those leeches live here.] But. It looked different.
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I didn't like how those felt either. [Something crawling up out of the lake, another spot with particularly bad energy as far as Sans can tell. Something forcing its way into you and feeding off of you and making you different. Of course those leeches live here.] But. It looked different.
[Sans meant it when he said he saw it.]