Spears and Memories

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Chara wakes up too see Frisk looking around.

"Mornin', sleepy head," Frisk says gesturing Chara to stand up.

"We'd better get going," Chara said, feeling brave enough to move on.

*Timeskip to the chase*

Chara was fascinated. "I wonder how old this place is," she said, looking up at the ceiling.

The sound of metal banging on the ground is heard nearby.

"RUN!" Chara pulls Frisk's arm and runs, but stops when she thinks the coast is clear.

"Ow..." Frisk complained. "Now my wrist hurts."

The surroundings are silent.

"Well, that's creepy..." Chara was slightly scared at the moment.

Then, as the seconds turned into long minutes that felt like waiting hours, light blue spots appeared on the ground.

*PSHOOM*

Spears fired out of the ground.

The person in the armor then began hurling spears toward them as they ran.

They ran until they reached a dead end.

"FRISK, WE NEED TO GO BACK!"
Chara was frightened for her and Frisk's lives.

They run until they come face-to-face with the monster.

They cut the bridge in half, as Chara thinks, "Well, that was stupid. We were cornered and they could have just... Ah, screw it."

They both scream.

When they landed, they were knocked out.

Chara had a dream while she was asleep.

"Oh, are you hurt? What's your name?"

"Chara? That's a nice name."

"It's nice to meet you."

"My   N a m e   I  s   .   .    .     ."

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