Marcus couldn't contain his historical laughter as he gazes into the abyss, "I did it... I really did it!" He couldn't stop his body from trembling in a mix of excitement and fear nor did he know how long he was staring into the darkness, "Frisk... I am sorry..." Insanity leaving his voice, being replaced with sadness but not regret, "I am so sorry... I just... didn't want to die..." tears began to roll down his cheeks, though he didn't bother to try and wipe them away, "The voice... It said... If I didn't find someone... I would have to fall... He would make me fall..." His voice cracks slightly as he tries to justify the reason behind his actions, "Your life... was just so fucked up... and my mom... she just was diagnosed with cancer... she needs me... Please think of this as me saving both of us."
Darkness had swallowed Frisk, pulling her deeper and deeper into the nothingness, Am I...Dead or is this just another bad dream? "Hello?!" Frisk tries to call out but not a sound escapes her, in fact her whole body felt numb, Maybe this is what being dead is like... Darkness, She thought to herself as she drifts in the never ending tenebrosity that was all around her, but I don't want to be dead! I want to live! Frisk tries desperately to move, to speak, to do something, anything but nothing happened. It was as if the darkness had devoured everything; no light and no sound. Just as Frisk was about to accept her fate she hears a faint voice in the distance , "..iv...p!" A voice that she could barely make out , but it was there, yelling, "re...!"
What are they saying...? I can't... quite make out their words,Frisk tries to focus on their words when a sickening laughter echoes from all around her as if to drown out the words. Then as quickly as the laughter began there was silence, no more laughter and no more words. The feeling of her drifting had also suddenly stopped, she now was standing still, Frisk once numb now feels something press against midsection. Was this what stopped me from drifting? Still she couldn't move arms let alone her body to try and feel what it was, but slowly her vision starts to focus. A light started to shine through the darkness, just enough for her to see that there was something white pressed against her midsection. It took Frisk a moment to understand what she was looking down at before intense pain shot through her and blood began to run down the white object. What looked to be a large bone forced itself from ground and through her, the pain was so great she wanted to go back into the darkness. Go back to feeling nothing, to being numb. All she could do was watch as her blood ran down the bone to form a puddle on the ground, she couldn't even scream.
"do me a favor... stay dead..." The voice from before spoke again across from her, but all she could look at was the blood running down the bone into the now red pool below. Slowly she tries to look up, her vision fading back into darkness. That's when Frisk felt something slip out of her hand and fall into the pool of her blood. All she could see was that she was in a long hallway with golden light, and figure who appears to be shaking slightly just in front of her. Once again darkness takes its hold, but this time there was a faint whisper, though Frisk could hear it more clearly she still couldn't make out its words;
".etaf rouy eb lliw siht neht gnorts ton era uoy fI... niaga neppah lliw dna, deneppah ydearla sah siht, Frisk meard a ton si sihT"
The only word she knew the voice said was, Frisk, or at least what she believed to have been her name anyways.
Two strange symbols appear before Frisk, they remaindered her of a video game buttons because one said "continue" in bright gold letters while the other "Reset". The "Reset" button however wasn't as brightly lite, Reset? Continue? This is like some kind of... Game-over screen on a video game... Frisk was so lost in thought , a part of her wanting to believe that this was in fact just a horrible nightmare, she hadn't noticed something was giving off a ruby red glow just past the buttons. What the...? Is that... a heart?
Sans woke to the all too familiar yell of his younger brother, Papyrus, in a room swallowed up by darkness, "SANS! GET UP AT ONCE YOU WORTHLESS JACKET FULL OF MONSTER DUST!" how many fucking times does this make it now... Sans thought to himself as his right eye glow a vibrant purple, "i'm up! give me 5 minutes and i'll be right down." The only source of light was coming from his eye, with it he could see that he was in his bedroom. Though Sans didn't need to look around to know where he was, after all he has relived this moment far too many times. "YOU HAVE 3 MINUTES BROTHER!" can't blame a guy for trying... It didn't seem to matter what he did, that little demon would leave the ruins covered in dust, sure some probably deserved to be dusted but not all of them. Most centrally not one who is going to beg Sans to protect the demon child, the closest person the skeleton has to a parent. There was no way he could have known that the human was an executioner and not some savior, maybe this time will be different... Sans groans and scratches the crack the runs just down past his right eye, the day that happens echo flowers will be blue. Sans couldn't help but chuckle softly to himself as he pats the spot on the bed that his jacket should have been, "huh..?" but it has always been there before... "SANS!"
Somehow the darkness around Frisk felt different than it had before, there was no pain, or at least the kind she had felt before, nor did she feel as if she was drifting. In fact Frisk felt as though she was laying on something that was an odd mix of comfort and aching, I can't move... Frisk though to herself as she couldn't seem to find the strength to open her eyes. Something brushes her cheek softly, which causes Frisk to quickly bat it away, I guess I can move, Frisk's eyes shot open to see what she wanted to believe was sun light peeking in through the tent, that what Marcus had done was just nightmare, "It...wasn't a...dream..." As her eyes focused Frisk saw that the source of light from above her was not sunlight peeking through her tent, but if fact clear crystals that cling to ceiling of a chamber she fell into.
Once again something tickles her cheek softly, this time Frisk grabs the soft thing, "huh..?" Slowly Frisk turns her head, expecting pain and a sign that something was broken, but there was none. The thing that was tickling her cheek was medium sized red petals that belong to a flower with a pale pink center. In fact she seemed to be laying on a patch of vines and flowers, the flowers were clustered so perfectly they must have broken her fall, "So pretty..." Frisk whispers softly as tear rolls down her cheek, Thank you for saving my life... Frisk carefully starts to sit up, expecting to feel pain but once again there was none just discomfort. As she looks around the chamber she could see more and more vines weaving their way into the shadows. From what she could tell, those vines had hardly any flowers on them, while the vines that appeared to have flowers are the ones that are close to light from the crystals. As her gaze follows a cluster of vines that are growing up, clinging to a rock. Wait...That's not a rock... Is that a pillar? Slowly Frisk stands up and carefully makes her way to the pillar, "It is a pillar..." Gently she runs a hand down stony surface, "Ruins... Wait...why are there ruins down here?" Frisk's eyes widen as a thought crosses her mind, That story my mom told me... was...real... "Monsters..." She whispers to herself, completely unaware that something was watching her, hidden among the flowers.
Stepping back to the cluster of flowers the girl begins to look up at the void where she fell from, she knew that she could never climb back up. There is no way I could ever climb that even if I did have a rope... Besides... What do I really have waiting for me up there? Would anyone really believe me if I said Marcus pushed me? For a moment Frisk could swear she heard a faint giggle, just behind her left ear, but when Frisk turned to see who was there, No one is there...
Frisk begins to follow a faded orange tile path that was just barely visible under the vines and roots when she sees a slightly glowing flowers, "Huh? They are... Glowing?" Carefully Frisk lifts up a flower to reveal that there was a small crystal under the flowers, "Oh cool." Smiles she gently sets the flower back down, and follows the path in the darkness, trying her best not to trip on the roots and vines, "Strange..." A odd sense of déjà vu runs through her as Frisk glazes at a path of mossy grass, Why does this spot seem so... Familiar? Slowly Frisk looks up past the dark green patch lighten up by tiny crystals from above, she saw an old stone door, "I have to push forward..."
Frisk tried to push the door open but it did no good, "Okay... that didn't work..." As she looks over the room for a clue on how to open the door she spies a sign, "Only the fearless may proceed. Brave ones, foolish ones. Both walk not the middle road." After a few minutes Frisk finds a set of switches on the ground buried under the plant life, then after another few minutes she figured out the order to press them, "Huh... That's pretty simple actually." There were fewer crystals in the hall way past the door so it that it more difficult to see. Frisk's feet kept getting snared by the plants and she came close to tripping a few times, Just a bit further... Frisk could see that there was more light just up ahead, and from what she could tell a stair case. In a hurry to get out the hall wall covered in vines and roots she picked up her pace. So close to the next room, Frisk could make out a splitting stair case, both halves meeting at the top.
A slightly larger flower with a face pokes out from behind a cluster of flowers, eyes locked on Frisk, before diving back down to hide before she could see, Did something just move? A shiver runs through her as an odd sense of danger began to take hold of her, I have to get away! Without thinking Frisk quickly turns to run, all she knew was that she had to get away, that she needed to get into the next room. So close to the light but the feeling of dread increasing fast, Frisk could swear whatever was behind her could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Frisk stretched out her hand when suddenly she fell, No! It has me! Frisk couldn't find her voice to scream.
"This is not a dream Frisk, this has already happened, and will happen again... If you are not strong then this will be your fate."