<a class="username" data-user-id="354" data-username="@Sans the Comic" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/354/">@Sans the Comic</a><br/><br/>Frisk was facing down on the ground, sprawled due to her big fall down Mt. Ebott. She was slightly bruised, but lucky for her, a big garden of golden flowers had broken her fall. It probably saved her life. Tiredly, Frisk slowly got up from her spot, holding her head with a groan. "Where am I?" She asked out loud, opening her eyes to see a dark hallway with a doorway at the end. She looked around to see what else was there. A ray of light coming down from where Frisk had fallen, which was shining down on the patch of flowers, but nothing more. Getting up on her feet, Frisk made her way towards the doorway, going through it as she looked around nervously. Everything was so dark. Is there anyone here?