“Y… you…” Toriel worked out through raspy breaths, tears forming in her eyes. When it’d been torn out of her, she stumbled away from Frisk, hands covering the gash. Upon being stabbed, Toriel’s grip loosened. He then twisted it sadistically and tore it out one of her sides. While standing there, locked in place by Toriel’s powerful grip, Frisk pulled the dagger from his pants and forced it straight into Toriel’s abdomen. “What have you done!?” she asked hysterically. Toriel then brought her hands up and grasped Frisk’s shoulders firmly. “What… what is all this dust clinging to you…” she said.įrisk got the feeling that she already knew the answer to that question. When barely any came free, her eyes slowly opened wider and wider. Upon seeing this, she brought one of her hands over to Frisk’s and tried rubbing the dust off. During her inspection, Toriel noticed thick layers of dust clinging tightly to Frisk’s hands, boots, and pants. Immediately after asking this, she began inspecting Frisk for injury. “How did you get here, my child?” Toriel said frantically as soon as she reached him. “The time is fast approaching.” Frisk heard the whisper say as Toriel approached. As he entered, Toriel spotted him, hung up the phone, and rushed over to him. I’m already almost there.” Frisk replied.Īs he said this, Frisk entered the courtyard in front of Toriel’s home. “I have finished the errands I had, and I am on my way to help you reach my home.”
As Frisk approached the front courtyard of Toriel’s home, his phone began to ring again.