Trapped: storyboard (chapter 8, end)

Frisk woke up in a white room with single door and the only bed he was on. It was one of the lab rooms. He saw it  before many times, this one was just smaller and less decorated. They didn't need to trick him anymore.  Human felt weirdly better than last few weeks. He felt more energy and slight pain in his chest went away. He left one arm, it was still black and didn't seem to feel anything as usual. A dropper was connected to it, pumping something into his body. Maybe that was a reason, why he felt better. It crossed his mind before and now again that maybe this whole human organization knew what was going on with him, maybe they even caused this all when they changed his soul in his body, maybe it was even their plan so he gives up and comes to them. Maybe, maybe, maybe... Now it had no reasons to guess. He's here, according to their plan. And every worker is now busy with trying to not allow evil monsters to get into this lab. Just like they planned, while Frisk is here, monsters are out there distract workers attention to themselves.

Young man stood up and pulled the dropper away. Even if it made him feel better now wasn't a time for it. Surely Sans is trying to find him even if Frisk told him to not, because he will be fine and they will meet once he done with transferring information from main computer... but they both knew he was lying. 

It wasn't so difficult to find a room where they stocked all his stuff. More difficult was to get out of his own prison. Luckily he still could use his magic so the door kindly was sliced with swords. And Frisk felt how even this power left his dying body.

It was difficult to move. It felt like his limbs were too heavy, they didn't want to move and every step became a struggle. His fingers didn't listen to them so it took a whole minute to open his pocket on a jacket that was laying on the table in near by room and take away a knife. He opened the stitches on his arm in order to get out the storage medium that should transfer the necessary information to the right place and went to look for main room.

Meanwhile in parliament room, just like they accorded, Toriel, Frisk's mother and human representer were arguing about that exact organization. Not that representer didn't believe monsters, he really wanted to, just he needed proves. And just at the moment when they almost done this empty dispute... secretary ran in the room asking to turn on the tv, so they did. The information Frisk was transferring to the parliament  wasn't just for them, but for whole town, even country. While the man still had forces to talk he was commenting what was this organization doing by showing their own videos from security camera's, blackmail photos, rapports. It was an end. His mother didn't even try to run away staring at the screen and biting her lips, indeed, it was an end. And she knew it wasn't only for them. 

Frisk sat down feeling like last strength are leaving him. He did what he could. And now his pain was coming back, pressing on his chest. It was nearly the end for him as well.

He heard "Frisk" coming from the corridors with such familiar voice. Sans. He really didn't listen to him. Well, human knew he wouldn't. Frisk got up, at least tried, when skeleton arrived in the room. Just a second of hesitation but it was enough to be late. Frisk made few steps, before he felt sharp pain in his head and everything went black for him. Sans ran to him but well, he was late. Just when he tried to reach his lover - Frisk crumbled like ashes... and Sans stood there in disbelief. 

He was just too late.