Soon, they came across a small house, the door swinging wide on its hinges for some reason. Upon entrance, they found all the lights were out, drowning the house in near darkness. But, they didn't stop. Abi motioned towards a staircase, but refused to look towards it. Dice wasn't ready to move on, though, they were exhausted. Abi looked slightly frustrated as they followed her, but they wouldn't say anything. The first room Dice looked in was a bedroom, toys and clothes that seemed to have belonged to a child. Mostly likely human children, by the looks of the clothes.

Down the hall was another bedroom, a master bedroom. It had a queen sized bed and a desk with a journal. The journal (diary, whatever) had a couple pages ripped out and ripped apart. The pages lay scattered around the desk and book, as if a confetti cannon had gone off. Abi gave looked around at the room solemnly. It looked to be empty for years, dust seeming to settle on the books at the far wall.

Out in the hall was a large mirror. Dice stopped and looked in it.

"It's you, Audite."

She smiled as Abi spoke for once. But Abi didn't look at the mirror or her, they stared at their hands folded in their lap.

Dice stared at the mirror for a little longer. Her soft brown hair was dirty and had sticks and leaves stuck in it. A small, yellow flower stuck out of it. Dice kept it there as she tried to pull her hair away from her emerald eyes.

"Are you just going to stand there fixing your hair? If you are hungry, there's pie in the kitchen. If you're tired, suck it up. We have to continue. We have to go on and stop the human before they kill everyone ag-" Abi stopped mid-sentence then turned their back to Dice.

"What?"

But Abi refused to speak. Dice just frowned and headed to the kitchen. A giant pie sat there, larger than her face and to big to move.

"Are there any knives?" She quickly looked through every drawer and pantry for a cutting utensil.

"There aren't any." Dice turned to the only company present, but they refused to look at her again. "Can you just hurry up? I want to leave."

Dice decided to respect their wishes and made her way to and down the staircase. It went for what seemed like forever. She couldn't see anything beyond the light cast by Abi. The ghost was lying on their back again, floating beside the medium with absolutely no emotion showing in their face. Dice recognized that face, she'd seen it so often. Everytime she'd looked in the mirror back home. She knew it was just a disguise, a way to hide all the pain and fear and sadness that was being pushed far down.

But she didn't question it. Though, maybe, she should have.

Right in front of the door was a pile of dust much larger than the others. A purple dress lay in the pile, a slice through part of it and a bit of blood dried on it.

"Not this one, please, don't." Abi seemed to whisper it mostly to themself, but they didn't try to stop Dice as she leaned down to the pile.

"Hello, my child, I am T-" She froze, seeing Abi, who was attempting to hide their face. They didn't look up, but did flinch as the monster spoke. "My child? Ch-"

"It's Abi now."

"A-Abi?"

"Hi mom."

Dice just looked back and forth between the speechless people. The goat monster was just staring at Abi, while Abi just stared at their hands in their lap again. They were all silent for a moment before Dice clapped, startling them all.

"I'm sorry, can I ask what's going on?"

"This is Toriel, my mother."

"Wait, what?"

"She's also the queen of the Underground."

Toriel began scolding her child as Dice turned away, blushing. She didn't want to feel like an eavesdropper, but she couldn't help but grin as the queen pulled her child into a hug. Multiple "I love you"s were said and even more tears were shed. But, soon, Abi pulled away from their mother.

"I-I'm sorry mom. Really, I am. I didn't mean for...that to happen. I didn't want Azzy to get hurt like he did."

"It's not your fault." But Toriel had a small waver in her voice, one that told she was lying. Abi may not have caught it, but Dice recognized it too well. She knew it from every time she'd told herself that something wasn't her fault.

Soon, Dice gave a fake cough, looking at Abi, who seemed to have forgotten she was there. "We need to go. We need to stop-"

"Yeah, I know." Abi began whispering in their mother's ear. Toriel nodded and disappeared. Before moving on, Dice put a pinch of the dust in her jar. With a whisper of "sorry" from both children, they continued on.

They came to a second door before long, and Dice was about to open it, but they stopped.

"Knock knock?" Came a voice from the other side. A man. He voiced out the entire joke himself as the children listened, dumbfounded. "Who's there? You. You who? Hold your horses, I'm coming."

The joke was terrible, and sounded as depressing as the voice outside.

"Knock knock." He started again. This time, Dice ignored Abi's warning and answered.

"Who's there?"

There was a sputter, a cough, then an answer from the man. "Canoe."

"Canoe who?"

"Canoe come out so I can see who you are?"

Dice immediately began opening the door, ignoring the pleas from Abi.

"Stop, Dice! You don't understand, he might be dangerous. You don't even know what he can do! What's he gonna think when he sees you, a human, after his brother was murdered by one?"

So badly did Dice want to question Abi, to know how she knew this, but she did not. She just opened the door wider and slipped out into the frosty white snow.