It's been a while since my first attempt at forming a candle, yet I can't help but ponder about the events from just before that. Just who exactly is this child, or what? They seem mostly human, but some features just aren't… right. I gaze over at Myst and see them lost in their own thoughts, still sitting in the beanbag. Their long hair suggests from gender convention that they're female, yet they have no other outwardly feminine qualities from my understanding of human biology (where this understanding is from I have no clue); nor do they have any masculine qualities showing. And conventions can't really be trusted for cases like this, so that leaves their gender undetermined. I snicker quietly to myself, unsure of why.

As for their other… features… Myst seems to be partially skeleton, in regards to their eye sockets, and partially like the king and queen, in regards to their large canines. How is that even possible? It would make some sense if they only displayed the likes of one kind of monster but with two kinds that I can see in their human form it makes no sense.

I'm still curious about the teen yet I delve no further, deciding not to interrupt their train of thought. It turns out that this is an unnecessary decision, as they come out of their daze at this moment and see me looking at them. They ask me politely, "Oh, did you want me for something?"

I stare blankly at them for a moment, not quite processing that I'd been caught studying them, before I answer, "No, I'm fine thanks. I was just..." I trail off mid-sentence, unable to think of a plausible excuse.

"Well, if you need me for anything don't hesitate to ask," they respond before returning to their thoughts.


"Hey, you're getting better!" Myst exclaims upon seeing my fiftieth attempt at creating a candle. It's a replica of the one in my mind, except it's half the size. I sigh in frustration and resignation at the virtual impossibility of my task. It seems that I'm not used to failing, though I wouldn't know for sure given my current amnesia.

They look at me knowingly, "Why don't you take a break, I can see you won't make any more progress with that state of mind." They proceed to hesitate, as though in deep thought about what they're about to do. I lean forward slightly, their irresolution catching my interest. "…I'd like to show you something." Before I can respond they thrust their hand, which I discover is bearing a white glove made of a rough fabric, into mine. They lead me to the monochrome door, the only exit to the room. I raise my theoretical eyebrow questioningly. They reach for the knob with their other gloved hand, fingers lingering in the space before it, then finally grasp onto it. I want to say something, but I don't want to cause them any more uncertainty.

They slowly twist the doorknob, then gradually pull the door open. To be quite honest, the suspense is killing me. Once the door is open enough for me to see beyond it, I don't see the empty dark void I was expecting. Instead, I see a cool rocky passageway with crystals exposed in the wall here and there.

I gape at my surroundings, complete and utter speechlessness coming over me. This... this seems so familiar... After what feels like an eternity, I haul my eyes away from the glistening cavern and down to Myst. They're watching me carefully, still holding my hand. They smile when they notice me looking at them. "This is Waterfall," they say. Waterfall... My soul resonates with recognition at the name.

I struggle to speak properly, "How... how are we..."

"Here?" I nod. "Well, uh, I can use this door to... observe the timelines." Myst nervously glances between me and the ground while they speak. They're clearly uncomfortable talking about this. They finally settle on looking at the floor. "I didn't tell you earlier because I was afraid you'd get... sucked in," they elucidate. "I don't mean literally, but more like... I didn't want you to become obsessed. I... don't want you to make the same mistake I did." I desperately want to question them on this, but I know that isn't the right thing to do right now. Maybe later.

Myst slaps a smile on their face and announces, "Well, enough of that. I'm sure you want to have a look around, so why don't we go on ahead and do that?" Their voice, though cheery sounding, still has a hint of sorrow in it. I give my friend a concerned look but heed their attempt to change the subject and attempt a smile for them. "Sure, sounds great."

"Great!" they repeat. They proceed to tighten their grip on my hand, which they haven't stopped holding, and drag me off along the passageway.


"And now we're going to head to the Ruins." Myst has been giving me a tour of the 'Underground', the place I used to exist in. Everything is so... familiar, for a lack a better word to describe it. We're currently walking through the forest past Snowdin, heading up to some strange gateway that seems too large to block anyone's path. "Someone made this to block the path of humans but they made the bars too wide," Myst explains. "Now, what was their name again? Something starting with a P, I'm sure..." We continue walking as Myst ponders about the name of this unidentified monster who lacks knowledge in humans. We approach a large door, which seems to be the end of the snowy path. Abruptly, I stop. There's someone at the door.

The monster is sitting down and leaning against the door, wearing a blue hoodie, black shorts, and pink slippers. All of a sudden I'm overwhelmed with various sensations at once. I can feel my soul throbbing with a medley of emotions, so many that I can't identify any of them. I start to feel light-headed and my vision is darkening at the edges. Slowly, I sink down to my knees. I notice Myst in the corner of my vision, although I can't see them very clearly as everything becomes obscure before the darkness closes in and I can see no more.


A/N: Before you comment, all will be explained next chapter. For now, things will just have to make no sense.

Thanks to echommm (Ch.1 review I haven't acknowledged yet), Curalee, FoilyPaper, Marked Jewel, and Naruby7 for reviewing.

Sooo... I have nothing else to say, except that I hope to see you all back in the next chapter. :)