[Sans's thoughts go back before they ever got to San Benedicto and before the anomaly arrived. He thinks about the amalgamates living in the basement of Alphys's lab, that thing he found out and promised (promised, like he hates doing) not to tell anyone. He pulls back reflexively, but it just makes the goop that was his--their?--arm stretch.]
Uh. [Sans says, eloquently, his thoughts vaporlocked.]
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Uh. [Sans says, eloquently, his thoughts vaporlocked.]