A Zombie Skeleton (Sans/Jane the Killer)

Chapter 7 - New Phones

Whimpers and soft gurgles filled the air as another flash of red entered Sans' vision. Someone, he couldn't remember who, was crouching down.

"Paps, no!"

Then Sans was grabbing the persons shoulder, pulling them away just as the terrified zombie child jumped. They latched onto his shoulder, biting firmly into his bones, infecting him. Sans managed to push her away shortly after, but it was too late. Blood dribbled from the wound as the little zombie scattered out of the house, unknown to everyone as she grabbed her teddy bear from the floor.

"(I'm so, so sorry!)" She gurgled, hugging her teddy bear close to her chest. "(I didn't mean to bite any of you! I tried to sneak out the backdoor but you saw me, I got scared!)"

Ben, hurriedly writing down on his notebook, continued to translate for Jane, who was watching over his shoulder. Sally sat down on the floor in front of Sans, rocking her knees back and forth as she sobbed.

"(It's okay, seriously,)" Sans said, "(If you hadn't bitten me someone else would have. But um... can you tell me what happened? I don't remember much.)"

Sally nodded, pulling an arm up to her face to wipe away the tears. "(After I woke up, I found out that I was inside of my old house. I found my Mommy and Daddy from the pictures, so I thought if I stayed home they'd come and find me. I was hungry, but I waited. Then someone did come, but it wasn't them. It was you and a group of people. I tried to run through the kitchen, but um... one of them saw me. He thought I was a normal little girl, since I was trying to hide, but he scared me. I thought he was going to shoot me, so I started to attack... and you pushed him out of the way and got bit instead. I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt anyone.)"

Oh. So that's how he was bit. He saved someone else. But who? Why couldn't he remember?

"(After they all left you alone to turn, I tried to help you. But you got scared and tripped-)"

"(Onto the counter,)" Sans finished, hand drifting over the hole in his head.

Sally briefly nodded, sniffing.

"(Do you remember who I was with?)"

"(No, sorry Mr. I didn't get a good look at them, I was really scared.)"

"(Oh.)"

Well, there went any connection he could have with his past. Sans didn't know why, but he felt like he wanted to remember. Remember someone! Why couldn't he remember? Why did it hurt so bad?

"(Hey, kid, it's okay,)" Sans said, "(We all make mistakes, you were alone and scared. We shouldn't have barged into your house like that.)"

"(But still-)" Sally sniffed, "(I made your forget all of those people, I turned you into a zombie!)"

"(Frankly, if I had barged into a little girls house when she's home alone with a group of armed people, I deserved that,)" Sans said, "(That's the thing about me, I don't remember who I used to be. Good person or bad. Either way, you had every right to defend yourself and your little friend there. What's his name?)"

She perked up at the mention of her plush, holding our the deformed bear. "(His name is Charlie! He's my best friend!)"

"(Nice to meet you Charlie.)" Sans shook the bears hand. "(What were you doing here, Sally?)"

"(I wanted to play with some of the toys. Charlie and I got lonely.)"

That image wasn't a very good one for Sans to imagine. A little girl, with barely any memories of her life, wondering around with only an old, worn bear to keep her company. Unable to talk to anyone else but the plush, using him as her only friend. That was worse than Sans' situation before, because at least he stopped to talk to Ben.