Live Leak - Chapter 3

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Live leak

(Spoilers)

(this is based heavily off the actual Horrortale comic by Sour Apple Studios cuz... I really really liked it and now im too lazy to rewrite an entire chapter, so fair warning and my bad)

[most of this is just me re-telling the story but with Enaic watching... but i guess if you want to see me descibe it then thats fine]

Enaic looks back up to the computer, he was re-reading his notes, the computer shows that it's ready to be played. Before pressing enter, Enaic pauses and decides adds a dash and a series of numbers to the end of the title and presses enter, the edited code didn't even cause a complication in the processing bit.

The computer registers the code again and out the door he goes again, he jumps out the chair, rushing out the door.

On the other side he makes it to a snowy place, surveying the surroundings he sees that he's in a familiar area. He's in Snowed in next to a large purple door from the last world, but before he could recheck the code again Enaic spots the sky. The place is under something just like the first one, but this sky is tinted red for some reason and the surrounding pine trees less saturated, giving a more dead and unwelcomed feel. "This is a very familiar, almost a variation," Enaic looks behind him, it's the same purple door from the end of the Snowed in, but less saturated and kinda scratched up. Doing a quick port though it, it also leads to an empty dark room with the same feel and saturation.

"A copy?" looking around this one looks to be a creepy themed one, "Oh! A horror variant of Undertale," he wonders if he'll see even more dust piles than the last one or if it'll be fake like how people do in those Halloween events.

Taking in the new sights Enaic takes notice how everything looks a tad sharper and the trees have a few bare branches. The more pointy feel to the place brings out the creepy factor. The sight makes him smile "It's the tiny details that matter," he remembers that quote from one of the books he has.

He walks down the pathway, kicking at his feet with every step. He appreciated the new over what is usually the same, the sharp trees, something he had no control over. Red sky and the darker snow, he grins once he spots how the fence looks so much in disarray.

He takes a look at the dark wood, its splintering. Enaic looks up in the direction of where he assumed Snowed in is and runs off, excited about how it'll look.

He runs past many runned down looking structures, soaked in cold ice and looks to be nonfunctional. As he runs Enaic sees footsteps as he goes further in, at first it was a couple, then it became a few, then more and more appeared on the ground. He's doing a more peppy skip with each step then a run once he sees the cliff he stops, across the extremely unsafe looking bridge Enaic peers to the other side. He sees a smidgen of a building in the distance, the redness of the place making a slight intimidating fog. Enaic stands at the entrance of the bridge, he has an expecting smile on his face.

He steps on the first plank, it's a creaky thing to see, it splitters just like the fence. He steps on another, and another. The large cracks between each plank is a tall fall, it's almost stretching. Enaic looks at this in challenge and jumps over a few planks like it was hopscotch, he goes on the next few practically skipping, he's acting like it doesn't affect him.

Across the last few he just casually walks off.

He looks behind himself in assument, looking forward he sees the visual of the building get more clearer and more recognisable. The place looks to be a broken down replica of the town back in the Understale version, it's almost an abandoned version. He walks inward a little bit immediately seeing the sign say "fuck out of Snowdin", Odd name. Aside from the figures in the distance and the dead christmas tree the place looks deserted. If only the commotion in a place called Grillby's wasn't there to clash with the abandoned atmosphere.

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