(You’re playing as Horror Sans!)

The sun over the rocky horizon shone brightly into Farmer Sans’ bedroom window. Papyrus, his bro, was out in town, buying some new horseshoes, and wood to repair the fences that lined their happy farm. He lazily slid out of his bed, and went into his usual routines. Dress, shower, make breakfast, and get to work on the many in-season produce he grew. However, in the midst of his chores, his gaze settled outside, at his apple trees. Another skeleton? What the?