You had fallen into the Underground, beneath Mt. Ebott… When you awoke, you saw… Two ghost children?!

“Greetings. I am Chara.” The ghost who looked like a 7-year-old girl greeted herself before looking away, averting her reddish-brown eyes. “I guess your fall somehow woke us up…” Chara spoke bluntly. “I suppose we’ll be helping you out, not that I mind.” Chara smiled kindly. She seemed rather blunt, but she was caring and kind nonetheless.

“Howdy, pardner, my name’s Clover!” The ghost of the 9-year-old boy who was dressed as a cowboy looked at you with golden-yellow eyes. “Don’t worry, you’re not seeing things! We’re ghosts, but we won’t hurt ya!” Clover smiled cheerfully. “And it looks like we’re attached to you somehow.” He observed.