The girl who brought sorrow
[Snow was silently falling in the Snowdin Town. Everything was quiet. Deathly quiet. On almost empty streets sometimes you could notice a lonely person looking more like a shadow of themself with hopeless empty eyes. Grillby’s was full of adults trying to sink their sorrows in alcohol. In one word the town looked miserable. From the branch of one of the trees was swaying a rope ended with noose. Under it a pile of dust.]
“Oh, Skarmius~! Long time no see~ Hahah, looks almost like when we first met in this world, doesn’t it~?“
[Cheerful voice, so unfitting to the whole scenery, sounded from the back.]