Thud.

The sunlight from above shines down on you as you find yourself on golden flowers. They must have dampened your fall.

You're surrounded by darkness, and yet, you didn't feel alone. It's as if something, or someone, rather, was watching you. The purple pillars stand high, some broken, some mossy. Vines climb down from the hole you fell from. You think you could try to climb up the vines, but decide against it.

"I agree. It would be faster to walk to the castle than to climb up these vines. You should move forth."

A disembodied voice rings in your head, and before you know it, a ghost floats above you. Chara looks down at you, curious, yet also confused. It seems like they also don't know why they're here.