[. . . . .is the trash tornado coming closer. sans turns to look. nope. it's still exactly where it was. so those papers are moving entirely on their own. he opens his mouth to say something then closes it.
it is definitely not gaster, sans, the man's still erased from existence. no matter that whatever it is is waving around one of sans's stupid wingdings note on determination. it's gotta be one of the weird "ghosts" trying to get his attention. now, it might be a ghost from this town, or the ghost of someone who is dead.
the question is... who. sans thinks there's a good possibility he knows who, and there is an easy way to confirm it.]
...you should probably put that back down. you won't be able to keep lifting that up forever. what ghost up must come down.
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it is definitely not gaster, sans, the man's still erased from existence. no matter that whatever it is is waving around one of sans's stupid wingdings note on determination. it's gotta be one of the weird "ghosts" trying to get his attention. now, it might be a ghost from this town, or the ghost of someone who is dead.
the question is... who. sans thinks there's a good possibility he knows who, and there is an easy way to confirm it.]
...you should probably put that back down. you won't be able to keep lifting that up forever. what ghost up must come down.