Time: Unknown
Location: Waterfall...?
The haziness of my vision made the walls collide with each other as if the world itself was spinning. Dark spots clouded my vision. Was my 3 weeks already up? Was this only week 2? I couldn't differentiate between my hunger and my thoughts.

Sans stood still in front of me in shock, as if he had no words to say. An internal battle rested within him and he just stood there as I lied hazily on the soft ground of the Waterfall soil. It was dark; was it always this dark in here? I feel as if I could close my eyes and see the same, however, I knew that wasn't the case because I could somewhat see Sans in front of me. Even If it was just his lower half.

My head dropped to the side, as if I were a ticking clock, and Sans quickly reacted by squatting down swiftly, extending his arms to grab my shoulders. Just as the world was beginning to grow darker, he shook me harshly and suddenly, causing my heavy head to jolt back into it's proper position. "Hey!" He said sternly. "Don't fall asleep, okay?" He said. "Just wait here. Okay?" He said, looking me in the eyes as if he were worried for me. "I'll be back soon, just don't fall asleep." He said, standing up and taking a step back away from me. I tried to listen the best I could but I could only hear white noise and small parts of his sentences.

He snapped his fingers once, and in a flash of purple and blue, he was gone. I didn't even have the reaction time to squint from the shrinking of my pupils. Was this just my imagination? Did he really just disappear in front of me? Or was this a hallucination of the hunger that was running through my system and poisoning my thoughts?

All I could do was wait, and the seconds felt like days as I waited and waited. Did he really leave me? Just abandoned me here, knowing I'd starve? Finally giving in to his cruel intentions and letting the insanity take over him like a plague? It was petrifying to think about; being left here, alone, in the dark.

Sans told me not to fall asleep, from what I had gathered, but with every passing millisecond, it became harder and harder to keep them open as I sat upon the soft soil of the caves. And he more I thought about him leaving me here to starve, as if he were that cruel, the more angry I got, for some reason. As if he were going to stick by my side that long! As if he were my friend! How dare he leave me?!

But the regret and the betrayal hurt the most. It outweighed the anger, and sadness enveloped.

The hunger didn't hurt as much as it did a few days prior. Was that my body finally hitting its survival-instinct mode? I didn't understand why it wanted to live so badly. I felt as if I could sleep, right now, as of this moment. So what was I waiting for? The fact that he would come back?

Or maybe its the fact that if I close my eyes now I really have let Chara win, and I really had just let myself die, without any fight left in me.

But what was all this fighting for? Did I really have anything left to live for?

Everyone had left. And the noises and sights were jumbling together as one sense, as if I couldn't tell the difference between anything anymore. I couldn't think any normal, rational thoughts at the moment. I was just so tired. Tired of waiting. Tired of fighting.

Tired of living.

If I was so tired of living, then why didn't I just close my eyes now? I couldn't understand! Why?! Why can't I just end it here and now?!

I couldn't even speak, because I was afraid that any word I would speak would be the last word I spoke. And despite it all, I still can't do that. What was holding me back? I couldn't scream out in pain of the mental torture I was going through, the rabid tormentations of the internal battle between my will to live and my want to die.

If I just sleep, it will all be over.

Repeating that to myself, I let out a weak smile. I don't know how much time had passed, but I did think a lot, and I had finally made my choice. Unable to move, see, or hear, my choices were really inevitable at this rate. I couldn't prolong my fate any further.

If I just sleep, it will all be over.

I could just close my eyes and stop holding up such a heavy head with my frail neck, and let my organs fail one by one in a peaceful coma of starvation. It hurt at first, but I had shaken hands with the demons of pain trying to send me through a fit of ravenous hunger.

If I just sleep, It will all be over.

The world darkened as I stopped the struggle of trying to pry my eyelids open, I was even unable to cry in my last moments of how the act of betrayal really killed me. I couldn't believe he really just went away like that. But nevertheless, I shall die anyways, because I have nothing else. I have no purpose.

And with that, I let out a sigh, and closed my eyes.