It was just another chaotic day at the haunted Undervale, where ghosts and spirits lurk day in and day out throughout the halls of the hotel, what better business could there possibly be?

But anyways, you were just THAT unfortunate enough to stay at such a place, your family was on vacation and needed a cheap yet easy place to reside in for the time being since there were no nearby relatives in the area

upon arrival, everything seemed fine…….so far…..you meet the residents, the Freelings, which owned and ran the traditional yet vintage-esque hotel as a family, if that’s what you could describe it…..they seemed more focused on the mansion of a place itself rather than keeping track of the guests

but the moment you and your family had checked and settled into that vacant room was when things really started to get suspicious, strange figures had seemed to disappear and reappear from sight down the halls, doors seemed to open and close on themselves with creaky hinges, and then the whispering and cold chills, something was wrong with this place and you needed to know what

it was only then that you were interrupted from your stupor by another strange filtered clanking sound……was that……come from the vents??? All of a sudden a voice rang out

“Agh…..yes…..vent privileges~ no one can keep me away from my creepy sneaky crawl space full of damp weariness and specialty dread only the darkest of souls can love……finally some me time…..”