Welcome your horror(s)!

In a timeline where Eliza had yet to fall, (Y/n) had fallen instead. This was the world of the 'Eat or be Eaten' and (Y/n) did not belong here. Definitely did not belong here.

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The air was stale and thin.
The slience burdened my soul.

I trembled in the wind as I planted my back against the trunk.

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This story is a slow-burn, Horror!Sans X Fem!Reader.

This story may contain the following sensitive themes Gore, Toture, (slight) Vulgar language/foul language and more. You will be warned in the beginning of the chapter(s).

The art contained with the book is not owned by me (unless said otherwise).

I do not own the Au [HorrorTale], it belongs to Sour Apple Studios.