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Chapter 23 : Searching

Sans puts a comforting arm around you, and whispers in your ear. "I need your help with your parents" he says. You absently nod your head, and he leads you to the others. He grabs all of you, and teleports. Your feet come down on the ground and you find yourself in the beauty of waterfall. Sans rounds a certain corner and places your crying form on the ground. You distantly remember seeing Jordan here. Sans engages you in a "fight" mostly just to draw out your soul. He backs your parents around the corner, and directs them to walk back towards you. You were off in your own world, grieving the things you lost, even though most of it is back now. Distantly you hear a rough gasp and sobs when Sans' trick worked. You once again feel a comforting hand on your shoulder, and you get up. Without a second thought you leen into Sans, head against his chest, comforted by his warmth. (Although he doesn't have blood. But you don't question these things anymore) He guides you to your family, and you all cry together, including McKenna. The two of you have been through too much together for her to not be considered family. She is now like the sister you never had. You remember everything. And knowing what you know, you worry for McKenna. She must be nervous for what she will have to do. You wish you could help. But the best you can do is offer as much DETERMINATION that you can. DETERMINATION paired with PERSERVERENCE would be a killer match. As You unlatch from the family grief hug, you realize that Jordan is still missing. "We need to find Jordan." You say. Suddenly all 5 of your heads turn, as a voice appears. "FOUND ME! HAHA!" Your emotions flick from nervousness straight to anger, a boiling DETERMINATION to rid your life of this creature. This creature, who stole your brother and temporarily killed your parents. Jordan's hand gives you a sadistic wave, and black liquid drips out of his eyes, mouth, and chest. He looks a wreck. But it isn't Jordan, you remember. Just the shell of him, controlled by HER. anger threatens to start steaming off You. Suddenly a hand grips yours, and you feel weightlessness before having both feet firmly back in reality.
The throne room. Of course!
You had to get the souls!

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