[The outfit sure was a new one, not that Sans could get a good look at it with all the zombie in the way. Still from his vantage at near the ceiling, Sans' sockets squint in rare concentration.
He was gonna work up a sweat over this, he could already feel it.
One by one, the weight on Peter will get lighter. With the struggle ongoing, it might not be easy to see why until the final infected atop him jerks back with an unseen force, before getting flung effortlessly into the bone pen with the rest of their hungry buddies.
The next thing Peter will see is a (human) man's hand, reaching down to assist.]
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He was gonna work up a sweat over this, he could already feel it.
One by one, the weight on Peter will get lighter. With the struggle ongoing, it might not be easy to see why until the final infected atop him jerks back with an unseen force, before getting flung effortlessly into the bone pen with the rest of their hungry buddies.
The next thing Peter will see is a (human) man's hand, reaching down to assist.]
You ran down the right hallway, pal.