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  It's been 5 days. They're still not home. Fresh reassured me and told me everything is alright. He's told me so many time though that... I'm starting to not believe him anymore. I miss Dad and Father. Sometimes I don't even eat, I give it to the little white dog under the table. I can't eat. Not after felling as if the worst happened. I needed to put a stop to it. I wanted my parents back! I decided to call again. It was a bad idea. I called with Fresh so I can be more brave. I called Error and the same voice picked up. I put it on speaker so we could both hear.

"Why hello their PaperJam..." the voice said. "I see you have a friend with you, huh?" Me and Fresh flinched hearing this. I tried to lie. "N-no! It's just me!" I said. But the voice laughed again. "Ahh... tisk, tisk. I know you're with Fresh Sans." I chocked on my own air. "H-how do you know?" I asked the person. The phone hung up... That's when I heard something that I didn't want to hear. "The reason why I know is because I'm right here."

It took us away. Whatever it was. I'm not sure. I'm scared though. I'm in a bright place I haven't see in a long time. The... anti void? Why am I here?

The person who took us! I see him! It's... an old friend of my Fathers'. It's

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