You're in an unknown AU, walking through the abnormally quiet Snowdin. Just as you let your thoughts start to wander, you hear a voice behind you.

Hey.

The skeleton crosses her arms, one of which is a robotic looking prosthetic. The top of her skull is cracked and missing, and she has strange tattoos on her face and good arm. On her shirt, the Royal Guard pin shines brightly. She looks you up and down before speaking.

You're not from around here. What're you doing out here all alone?