Sans: (Tells truth) Eliver... *He runs his hand through his (Non-existent) hair*John  dropped the bucket on my head... He's been giving me death glares all night too... I'm sorry if you don't believe me... I just- *Sans' eye's widen and a spear pierces through his chest, Sans falls to the ground, and John is revealed behind him*

John: (Lying) I-I'm so sorry! That guard... He ran up and s-stabbed Sans from behind... i tried to stop him but... I-I didn't make it in time...

Sans: *Can't even think as he looks down and see's blood mix with the red paint on him. He falls onto his side and blacks out*