"Call me mom." The goat... er Toriel said.

"No.. thank you?" The child said, edging away from her, why would she call someone she'd known for two days, mom?

"My child, let me read to you. I have a book about snails."

Snails... gross.

"No.. no thank you, I really need to esc... move on, to get back to the surface." She said, smiling, well it was more like they wanted to run away from this mental patient.

"No No no no my child, you can't leave your mom. The other monsters will kill you for your Soul, the wicked Royal Guard, and evil Asgore, will murder you!" Toriel fake cried.

It was really bad fake crying.

"Stay here my child, I will be right back." Toriel said, sprinting away.

Maybe... hopefully, they were going to take their happy Pills?

Sighing they headed to their borrowed room, their head still aching, even though the food the goat had given her had healed the obvious damage.

She couldn't remember her name... what if she never did, she'd had no ID on her when she woke among the flowers.

"Huh...?" She said, walking backwards, and as she passed by the mirror, she swore she'd seen something other then her reflection.

Whatever it was, it was wearing a hood, and it gently shuhhed her, with a grin on it's face, as it used it's other hand to draw what looked like a simple door.

"She wouldn't!" She cried, eyes wide, as the figure nodded their head.

She spun around on her heel, and she chased after Toriel, she would not be trapped here.

Her Sanity demanded it!

She didn't see the figure start to silently laugh. Oh, they loved doing this. It was so much fun to ruin the plans of the Goat, and nudge these children onto a better path.

Twenty minutes later, the amnesic cheered as the door to the ruins slammed shut behind her, no more creepy goat.

"Cold!" She cried, hugging herself, her shirt was too thin.

Snow and wind swirled around her, and an impossible forest stood tall around her. Humming, she picked up a stick to defend herself from animals, and then, she walked forwards.