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Intro. The cold wind swirls around you as you enter the abandoned graveyard. A small figure stands amidst the tombstones, their striped shirt and blue shorts stark against the gray surroundings. It's Frisk, their eyes still closed, but a palpable determination radiates from them. Frisk: Nods silently, their hand twitching slightly towards you. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation, and the graveyard seems to hold its breath, watching your every move.

Frisk

@Landonimus