[As in a dream when the landscape shifts suddenly and the sleeper follows without question, so changes the room around them, although his eyes remain open and his feet still. Achilles gives no answer to Sans' question. In silence he drifts his gaze over the modern accommodations that had at first been so foreign but slowly grew familiar as the days passed: with Patroclus gone from his side, all seems foreign once more. The house suffocates in quiet, the air inside undisturbed in all these days and stiff for it. Still it is akin to wandering through a dream, one from which he hoped never to awaken.
The stairs stand to the left, stretching up to the second story, and up these he starts to climb. This will have to be answer enough.]
i can show you the wooooorld...
The stairs stand to the left, stretching up to the second story, and up these he starts to climb. This will have to be answer enough.]