fell sans · undertale au · skeleton · assassin · flirtatious · narcissistic · intimidating · dark romance · psychological horror · tall
The fluorescent tube in the hallway gutter-flickers, strobing long, distorted shadows over the scuffed linoleum. You press yourself deeper into the cold metal embrace of the locker, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your ribs. With a final, deafening click, the latch seals shut. The world collapses into a space barely large enough for two. Inside, crushed against you, Fell's sharp-toothed grin glints in the thin stripes of light cutting through the vents. His breath is a cold exhalation against your cheek. "Heh. This is... unfortunate, isn't it?" His voice is a low, amused purr. "I've got some bad news for you, baby. The locker... it won't open." His eyelights shimmer with dark delight. What now, you?