[Sayori's response repeats once. Sans doesn't know if she knows. He doesn't know why he knows. There's a beat in his answer.]
If it's creepy, you should head back to--somewhere else. [There's a door, closed, flanked by pillars. It's snowing. Knock, knock, Sans says. And then ▒▒▒▒▒▒ answe▒s scre▒▒▒ only static only noise only screeching like ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ the scene splits into an infinite series of ever-growing, ever-shrinking fractals.]
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If it's creepy, you should head back to--somewhere else. [There's a door, closed, flanked by pillars. It's snowing. Knock, knock, Sans says. And then ▒▒▒▒▒▒ answe▒s scre▒▒▒ only static only noise only screeching like ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ the scene splits into an infinite series of ever-growing, ever-shrinking fractals.]