“come here, buddy...”
The child gasped for air as they opened their eyes. For a split second, they felt as if their body had just been impaled on a dozen of stakes, their life seeping out from every wound and every scratch. they touched theirself but felt no injuries. they looked around. They were still on a bed of golden flowers, deep below the ravine in a mountainous cave, weakened and powerless, unlike the last moment they remembered.
Was that real? Or was it just a dream? Had they traveled back in time, all the way to the point of their first landing in the Underground?
Suddenly, they heard a rustle among the flowers. They looked around in search for an intruder, and then, another golden flower popped out of the ground... with a big smile on his face.
“Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!” he greeted the chi