It's dark.

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There's a cough, the screen isn't dark, the room is. Some shuffling can be heard. Some metal is scraped together, a curtain is pulled to the side. Light finally floods into the room, revealing Sans standing in front of a window on the other side of the room. He looks around slowly, in a dazed and confused state. He then catches sight of the camera and walks towards it, the light cascading onto his back and casting shadows over his face.

The screen cuts to black again.

[I woke up in this room with no memory of how I got here.]

[I looked at the date on todays newspaper. It's been seven months since Entry #26 has been uploaded. Frisk isn't here, I couldn't find any evidence of their belongings in my room.]

[I don't remember anything in that seven month period. The last thing I remember is uploading Entry #26.]

[If I'm not mistaken, I suspect the operator might have taken my memory, like what happened before with Monster Kid.]

[I really hope the same thing hasn't happened to Frisk. If they became involved because of me and then got killed in the process, it wouldn't be able to forgive myself.]

[I hope Mettaton and Papyrus got away.]

No changes.

[I don't know the area I'm in at all. I went exploring today, I recognize nothing.]

[I talked to the front desk. Apparently my room was only booked for the night. I decided to extend my stay to figure out how I got here, and to see if I can find Frisk or anything about Papyrus.]

[I'm going to lay low until I have some stuff figured out.]