Feb 18, 2024
It's... a journal.
It looks incredibly worn out.
There's a page open...
?/?/201X
Mother and I were out in Snowdin, recently.
I don't quite... remember what happened, but I remember being attacked by a few monsters.
It.. hurt. A lot. More than someone could imagine.
I'll be fine, but.. I wonder why monsters must be so mean?
There's a few more entries...
Those are best saved for another time.