Frisk recalled the last few moments before falling into the mountain, she was chasing a butterfly around the mountain when she got her foot caught on a hard rooted root and feel down a giant hole, eventually falling into a bed of flowers which saved her. Frisk stood up and shook on the spot, clearing her childish head and looking around, Frisk could feel the darkness of the room and shuddered, afraid of the dark as any 8-year-old would be, Frisk ran forward down the hall until eventually coming acorss...
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