“NO CORPSES OR HUMANS HERE, BROTHER!” Papyrus yells back, pacing the Snowdin Forest for any new bodies that might’ve fallen. Lo and behold, that was you. Having somehow survived a 60ft drop, you were in the Underground, but with how this was going, it might’ve been hell.

As Papyrus walks around, searching for you, you climb a tree, hiding and keeping an eye from above. “HOW AM I GOING TO MAKE SPECIAL SPAGHETTI WITHOUT A HUMAN?”