After[Undertale]

Ch13- Idea

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This is...this is a really dumb idea.

No.

Dumb doesn't even begin to cover it.

But here I am. I'm doing this...I'm actually doing this. Going through with this idea which is so dumb, that it's frankly impressive.

Why I haven't backed out? No clue.

How I haven't backed out? Also no clue.

I tighten my bags straps, it contains the basics like food, water, my phone, my headphones and a stick, that kind of stuff. I continue walking through the dense forest.

It's struggling to rain and I'm hoping it stays that way. I didn't even think about bringing my umbrella. I've literally thought nothing through but...at least I'm consistent with that.

It's not like i can just go back, it's already pretty dark and I've been at this for what? It's gotta be 2 maybe 3 hours now.

I don't like how dark it's getting...I don't know how long this torch's batteries are going to last. It's not like I'm scared of the dark or anything but...I would be pretty helpless if I couldn't see anything.

Ugh what was I thinking? I could just-

No. I've gotta keep going...it can't be that far now. What was that thing Frisk always says?

...Stay determined.

Well that's easier said than done.

I look at my map again and trace my finger along to find where I am, I'm actually pretty close actually.

A twig snaps under my foot and I flinch.

"Wow... I did not seriously just flinch because of a twig," I mutter to myself.

The rains getting a bit heavier now but at least the canopy is blocking a decent amount of it.

To think I could be sat in my warm room right now, reading a comic book with freshly microwaved popcorn.

But this...this isn't my kind of a Friday.

I mean I doubt this is anyone's kind of a Friday.

I continue trudging for another 20 minutes until I finally make it to the base of the mountain, I grin slightly as one of my hands touches the cold rock.

I shine my torch on it and it looks...pretty intimidating in all honesty.

But how hard can it be? ...surely if 8 other kids have managed it I can. And like half of them were younger than me so at least I have that going for me.

I fumble through my bag and get out some thick garden gloves I found in the garden shed. These'll make sure I don't cut my hands, and I guess they'll help me with my grip too.

I turn on my head torch, which has an even lower battery than my normal torch but... I kind of need two hands to climb this.

It lets out a dim light.

....

That's it?

...That's it. Are you kidding me?!

Great. Just great. As if this whole thing couldn't get any worse. Welp, I guess I've gotta stick with this...