#**sweats**

The furniture illuminated itself, the grog of sleep immediately leaving her as the horrors were revealed. Her skin went cold, but she didn't have time to try and work out a plan, the very bed she stood expanding beneath her feet.

Without thinking she left up as the sheets exploded, the feathers beginning to swirl around the woman. Light gleaning off each of them, the woman was able to twist and lean the right way to avoid what could have been a flurry of cuts. Amid focusing on the bed, she inadvertently dodged heavier blows by the ever growing number of entities in the room, the woman gritting her teeth as the pendant spurred to life, eyes glowing cyan.

'CAN'T I GET A GOOD NIGHT OF SLEEP FOR FUCKING ONCE?!?!

The woman made two arcing slashes at the being before her, the smell of burnt timber filling the air. She grimaced, then feeling something alien in her limbs. Her legs wouldn't move, and her arms felt stiff, as if someone was holding her against her will....yet there was nothing visibly there.

A snap

A scream came through gritted teeth , falling to her knee. Her eyes went wide as the pain burned through her leg....but her hold on Senko didn't falter. She readjusted the hold on the blade, holding it across her form in preparation for the onslaught to come.

First thought:

Then:

Don't really consider it since Papyrus never shows his eyelights IS IT FORESHADOWING?