- So, let me iterate: Your child has gone missing correct?
Yes, it has already been a week since that fateful day. I replied. The officer in front of me typed something in the computer.
- Now, does your child have a name? The officer said while adjusting his glasses.
- Frisk. I replied. - My child is Frisk, sir. I replied.
- And can you tell me how did your child disappear?
- Well, it was about a week ago. My family were camping on the shores of the Great Lake. The south bank if i'm not mistaken. Frisk apparently was bored and decided to go exploring on his own and I haven't seen him since.
- And do you know where Frisk would have went?
- Yes, I remember my child going somewhere Southeast from our camping site. I replied, clearly feeling the sweat coming to my face.
- Well, it seems that based on your information, your child went towards Mt. Ebott. Now, I am not sure if your child is indeed alive or not, but we will do everything we can do find Frisk and bring your child back home safely.
- Wait, you said Mt. Ebott? According to legends, underneath that mountain there is a domain of monsters. Monsters that can kill and eat your heart!
- Well, I am not too interested in legends. What matters whether your child is alive or not. Have a good day, madam. The officer said before adjourning for coffee.
The worst fears started to crawl into my mind. If the legends are true and there are monsters underneath Mt. Ebott, there would be no longer a child to save. I excited the station and entered my car, praying to heavens that my child will survive...