SNEAK PEEK: FLORATALE

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*Tall... pines...

*Thick... dark bark...

*Shadows... blink.

*Wavering air... magic...?

*Shiver.

*White snow... dust. Blink.

*Walk.... Keep walking...?

*Keep walking.

*Footsteps...? Blink. Turn.

*Nothing.

*Pain. Walking.

*Stick. Walk... crack. Blink.

*Walk...

*Blink... blink... blink...

*Blind. Air rushing around... Cold ground.

*Pain. Eyes closed. Numb.

*Agnoy. Stop, make it stop...

*PLEASE OH PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP IT HURTS-!

"Hey kid. Are you alright?"

*Skeleton. Blue. Jacket. Eyes. Very familiar.

*Anger. Growling...

"Uh... I'm Sans, Sans the skeleton. I'm not going to hurt you."

*Hurt... you...?

*Don't trust anyone.

*It's kill or be killed.

"Speak up, kiddo. I can't hear ya."

*I don't care. Not listening.

*No... bad idea.

*Blink.

"Oh... you're a human? That's hilarious."

*No it isn't, comedian. You'll eat your own words soon enough.

*Vengeance. Misery. Joy. Fear. Friendship....?

*No. Do as I say.

*Blink.

"Uh... hey. My brother is a human hunting fanatic. You should probably go."

*Blink.

"Go on; get outta here. Shoo. I don't wanna see you here ever again."

*Eye flare. Snarl. Meanie.

*Smiley Trashbag.

"Eh... fine. Take your chance, weed. You know where I'll be."

*...... blink.

"Heh. You know, my brother seemed kinda down lately. It would be better if you just.... stayed away from him, you hear?"

*Sure. Blink.

*You know how this game works, Sans. All of you will perish before I'm even done with this new path.

*Yes... yes. This is going to be fun.

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