Her death wasn't pretty. Her death wasn't pleasant (as are they all, but being eaten alive is a bad one) though t was quick, to some degree.
This isn't the Maw. Something tells her that she didn't hust fall unconscious and leave.
Well. At least there's someone else here, and not in a cage--naturally, Six, lost and confused, gravitates towards the other children. Here, Frisk. Have a twig of a child look over the railing next to you, visibly shorter than even them.
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Her death wasn't pretty. Her death wasn't pleasant (as are they all, but being eaten alive is a bad one) though t was quick, to some degree.
This isn't the Maw. Something tells her that she didn't hust fall unconscious and leave.
Well. At least there's someone else here, and not in a cage--naturally, Six, lost and confused, gravitates towards the other children. Here, Frisk. Have a twig of a child look over the railing next to you, visibly shorter than even them.