[What he finds when he emerges is probably not what he thought. Lying on the ground, breathing ragged, is some sort of animal, whose body appears to be dripping as it literally melts onto the floor. The void of it's face is howling, but quiet, and bits of it seem to have been left down the hall where it came, it's feet now entirely too formless to stand.

Alphys, however, doesn't seem to hesitate when she sees it. She runs to it's side, and it seems to acknowledge her as she grabs onto it's goopy face, bits of it sloshing off on her clothes, her hands as it whines.

She's whimpering, too, as she holds it close, knowing what the end to this is.]

I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry, I thought-- I wanted to save you, I just wanted to save you, I never meant for this to happen...