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Once again the four hands slammed him into the bar.  He heard something give in his nose.  More dust came pouring out of him, but this time the hands didn’t him back up.  He whimpered as he saw Gaster lean down until they were only mere inches from each other.  The red pinpoint that made up the skeleton’s eye was burning so bright.

“If you didn’t have ties in HOTLAND, I’d kill you,