San felt his heart drop. He had been found out. His eyes flashed towards the door that was behind him. He could make a run for it if he really tried to. He’d have to flee the city. He couldn’t go back now. His identity had been found out and the guards would be knocking at his door as soon as they heard the news. 

He dashed for the door and had managed to crack it open before it forcefully slammed shut again, as if by magic. San gasped and struggled against an invisible force that held the door closed. Seconds later he found his chin smashing into the floor with his arms pinned behind his back. 

San could feel the blood pooling in his mouth from the impact of the floor. He held his breath as he felt a blade press slightly into his neck.

“Don’t move.”

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Both the story and art are by me

Please no copying anywhere without credit

Am planning on updating weekly, hope you all enjoy ^^

Also posted on archiveofourown

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26626984/chapters/64927417

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