[He doesn't really want to think about that. Doesn't want to remember. It had been hard to look at, and when he did, it hurt. But... If it hurt him, it would hurt anyone. That's... probably not something he'd want.]
It was... It had a mask. And...
[Papyrus trails off, remembering the discolored view through the dog's eyes. The speed as it rushed him. He shudders, turns away for a second, then gestures toward his own shadow.]
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It was... It had a mask. And...
[Papyrus trails off, remembering the discolored view through the dog's eyes. The speed as it rushed him. He shudders, turns away for a second, then gestures toward his own shadow.]
Shadows. It was shadows... And a mask.