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"Frisk! Frisk where are you?"

They've been gone for five long days. They told you to give up after the first night had passed, but you still looked.

Tears welled up in your (E/C) eyes, as you started to give up. They can't be gone, you think.

Not your baby sibling.

You ran up Mt. Ebbot. You figured if you yelled from there, They would hear you.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N), you better get down here!" It was your best friend, Sarah. You slowed to a stop.

"(Y/N) face it! They're gone! There's nothing you can do anymore," she yelled. "I miss them too, (Y/N)! But-"

"THEN WHY WON'T YOU HELP ME?!" Tears run down your cheeks. "IF YOU MISSED THEM SO MUCH, THEN YOU WOULD BE UP HERE WITH ME," you cried, your voice faltering.

You started to run again, faster than before, eager to get to the top of the mountain.

You heard footsteps.

You look behind you to see Sarah trying to catch up to you. She was pretty far behind, but you knew she would get to you somehow.

"I won't let you do this, (Y/N)! You'll get yourself killed! You'll disappear," you heard her call.

You kept running. Frisk was your sibling, and your best friend. As long as you had a say in it, you'd see them again.

No matter how much effort it takes.

You see a cave up ahead, and run faster. They could be in there, you think. "Frisk! Frisk! I'm here! I-"

You feel something hit your foot, as you're sent into the ravine.

"(Y/N)!" Sarah had caught up to you, but she was too late.

You were done for.

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