* Sans walks through the trees, lost in thought.
Sans: I don't wanna kill the kid... but I want to win, for Paps... what would he do...? Heh, he would probably hope to die first so Frisk could have the glory of victory. He was sweet like that. But... he told me that I'm capable of winning, even without him by my side. That I could do it, and that both of us knew I could. He would want me to win this... right? And he told me to hold nothing back...
* He sits down and puts his hands on his head.
Sans: Argh, I don't know what to do... the kid said we would always be friends... they're so gentle... they saved me from the Reader's attack... I don't want to kill them... what would Papyrus want me to do...?
Ghost-Papyrus: Don't worry, brother. You won't have to worry about it, because the choice will be made for you.
Sans: Huh?! (looks up and sees a ghostly Papyrus) Bro?! What does that mean?!
Ghost-Papyrus: I can't share any more details. I can see a little bit into the future as a ghost, but I can only give cryptic, non-detailed warnings to the ones I love. Don't worry about it, Sans. It'll be over soon.
* Ghost-Papyrus fades away.
Sans: 'The choice will be made for you... it'll be over soon... don't worry about it...' what does that mean...? Is Frisk going to kill me? Or am I going to die...?

* An explosion and a cannon shot in the distance makes Sans jump.

Frisk accidentally detonates a land mine while trying to arm it.

Sans: The kid... the kid just... did they just die...? Was that Cannon shot announcing their death? There's nobody else left in the arena... it had to be them...
💠The winner is Sans from District 4!💠
Sans: W-what?! I won...? I won! Oh my god... did Frisk...?
Ghost-Frisk: I didn't die on purpose, but I didn't want to kill you either. I guess we both got what we wanted, heh.
Sans: (looks up at Ghost-Frisk) Heh... I guess so...
* The world begins to go dark as a new SAVE file is loaded by the author in order to start the second round of the Hunger Games.

Sans: ...see you in the next game, Frisk.