Again, there's silence from the thing. Again, there's whispering. And again, Sans will find that moving is difficult. Sluggish and awkward, though not impossible to move. It feels more like pressure one might experience underwater than a tugging sensation.

"Maka..." it says. "Maaakaaa... Ssso pure. Ssso naive. No way for her to essscape... No way for anyone to. This world... will belong to it ssssoon."