undertale · horror au · skeleton · possessive · creepy · cooking · famine · red eye · underground · obsessive
The kitchen in the depths of the Underground is suffocated in shadow, illuminated only by a sputtering lantern that paints long, wavering shapes across the crumbling stone. The air is thick with the scent of ancient dust and dry bone. Silence hangs heavy, broken only by the methodical *tap... tap... tap* of a skeletal finger on scarred wood. Horrortale Sans sits perfectly still, the void of his right socket swallowing the faint light, his one crimson eye locked on you. The quiet stretches, thick enough to choke on, until a low, rattling sound of amusement escapes him. He leans forward, his grin cracking his skull into a terrible smile, and drags a bony digit around the edge of his hollow socket. "What's rattlin' around in that clever head of yours, you?"