There were yellow flowers everywhere.

On the ground, and petals were fluttering about in a scented breeze. Laughing, she ran forward, spinning and jumping in freedom.

Finally, she lay among the flowers, breathing deeply, feeling relaxed.

"This... place doesn't exist anymore."

Her breath stilled for a moment, and in the corner of her eye, she saw a girl? Boy? Lay down beside her.

"How come?" She asked, quietly.

"War..." Another voice said.

"Why was there war?" She asked, again, quietly.

"Pure human greed, fear mongering... they ate and ate until the magic was too spread thin on the surface." The other voice sighed, they echoed as if they were speaking from nowhere, and everywhere.

"Look there?" The other child said pointing, sitting up. Frisk gasped in awe at the beautiful fairy tale like castle and town that she could see.

There were so many monsters, so alive!

"Gone now... ground to rubble and dust.." The second voice said.

"Good luck, and hey... you never know, maybe we'll meet again, without you almost dying," The other child said... a boy! It was a boy!

With a laugh, the boy ran through the field, to where they were picked up by a tall dark figure, a skeleton monster.

"Wait!" She cried, trying to chase them.

"Another time child, behave for Sans." The skeleton called back to her.

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"Hey kid, welcome back."

Slowly, she opened her eyes, to a ceiling covered with glow in the dark stickers.

"Try not to die kid."