Ch1: falling, falling
My name is Tegan. I remember that, if nothing else. Mt. Ebbot... Abuse... Stories of my great-great-great aunt Frisk and great-great-great-great-great-great aunt Chara, climbing the cursed mountain and never returning. So now I'm falling down a gigantic hole in Ebbot and I don't know what's happening.(A while later)
"Urgh! What - I'm alive?" I stammered out as I hit the ground. I was on some sort of flower bed with buttercups. They were almost normal, except for that they had a red tinge on the edges of the petals. >Ok, Tegan, that is not so normal.<
Suddenly, a little window opened up that I assume only I could see.
"What would you like to do?"
*Look around. *Move on
"Huh? What's this?" I said as I put my finger over 'Look around' and let it hover there hesitantly. I then tapped the glowing words.
I looked around, and found an OLD BOOT and a STURDY STICK. I then walked out of the place I was in through an odd looking door.
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