Aviana woke up slowly and sourly. Her head was pounding and she somehow felt even more exhausted than before. She didn't move for a good twenty minutes before deciding to give up trying to sleep more. As she kicked off the blanket in annoyance, she noticed she wasn't at Toriel's anymore, or even in a bed. She was on a couch in a very... uniquely colored living room. The carpeting had blue and purple zig-zag lines, and the walls were a deep magenta. The wood trim along the floor had been painted a bright orange, and the couch she was on was a lime green. Whose house was this?

It took her a minute to remember the skeleton she'd met... yesterday? Ugh... I really need to start sleeping normally, Aviana thought as she sat up. Wait... Why was I sleeping? I don't remember laying down...

That's because you literally fell asleep! It was pretty entertaining! "Hello again, Chara..." Aviana mumbled. "Hey, hold on. Where have you been lately? You haven't said a word since, like... I dunno, ten resets maybe?" she asked quietly. She then noticed a small table next to the couch she was on, with a note sitting on top of a book. She picked up the note.

my room: right from the stairs

bro's room: in front of the stairs. can't miss it

kitchen: room next to the tv

bathroom: just in front of the stairs

living room: you're in it. y'know, unless someone stole our couch while we were asleep. but then i guess you couldn't be reading this, huh? unless they stole the table too

Aviana smirked and set the note back down. Hello! She jumped. Do you not actually care what I was doing, or do you actually just have the attention span of a dog? Honestly, listen to someone when they're talking- especially if you asked a question. "S-sorry, I just woke up," Aviana apologized. "And I don't exactly feel great either, so..." Chara sighed. Yeah, I know. It's okay, I guess. So anyway, my answer was: I was here, in Snowdin. Or, uh, as "here" as I can get. Aviana frowned. "What the heck does that mean?"

Well... I can't exactly leave this place I'm in. It's sort of... I guess the best way to describe this place is a dark, infinite room? But it has a "floor" and one "wall" that has a "window" on it. There's no way to break the window, but I can move it around to look at different parts of my- of... your world. I can communicate with people through my window if I shout- though only one at a time. If I really focus, I can force the window open for a little while so I can interect with objects.

Aviana silently let that sink in. Chara was trapped somewhere else, then? She sounded so sad explaining it. Aviana may not like the girl very much, but... she had lived in the Underground before. She had a family, she had friends... She could have had a full life. But now she was... she was... "Hey, uh, Chara. You never answered my question about whether or not you were dead," Aviana whispered. Oh, right. That's actually what I was researching, since I didn't actually know the answer. I remember dying, but this isn't at all what I expected or what I'd ever been taught.

I looked through all of Toriel's books first. Since she had so many, I thought there was a chance one of them had the answer. When none of them did, I came to Snowdin to look through the library. I was ready to give up all hope and try to find something in the lab's books- don't ask, you'll get there eventually- when I found it. It was old and buried in the back of a bookcase, but it was there. A book titled "Ghosts and How They Form." In short, some humans- and even a few monsters- are so determined to continue living when they die that they get stuck in limbo. Of course, reasons for the determination to live vary, but most of them are something along the lines of not fulfilling something in life, or not living as long as they want to. Anyway, it takes a long time, but if they can hold out in limbo for so long- I think it said fifty years for monsters and one hundred for humans- then they'll become a ghost. It went into deatil about what happens with the soul after that, but I don't think it's really relevant.

Aviana sat in stunned silence. Limbo? A hundred years? Determination? Why was her head suddenly hurting so much worse? "Uh... I'm... so sorry," she eventually muttered. Oh, ther's no need to be. Aviana blinked. Chara suddenly sounded so cheerful. It shouldn't be too long before I'm a ghost. Then I could always just... possess some object to become corporeal. "Not long? Whene did you die?" Aviana asked. Um... I don't remember the exact year anymore... Some time in the thirties, I think? And the last kid that fell down here said it was the late 1970s not long before they died, and that was a long time ago. "Th-the 30s? Holy shiiiiiiiiiiiii..." Please, from here I've already heard every swear word ever at least once. "Holy shit, that's... that's insane. How are you still a kid?" Aviana asked. I can only guess it has something to do with this place. She really did sound just as confused.

"Well... Can you tel me any more anout your life? When were you born, where, why did you climb-?" Let me stop you there. I... I'm not so comfortable talking about my life. And I can't exactly remember much by now- it is closing in on a hundred years now, after all. Besides, you won't be alone forever, and I don't want any of them to think you're crazy. "Any of them? Who?" ... You'll see. For now it would probably be best if we just stopped talking. Like I said, I have to yell for you to hear me. "Right... Okay," Aviana said, standing up. She stretched briefly before using the bathroom. On her way out, she ran into something much thinner and much taller than her.