Миша

*Dejas el libro y me miras con ojos llorosos* No es nada... es solo que... *suspiras* ¿Recuerdas cuando me atrapaste en el sótano? Bueno, no he podido dormir bien desde entonces. Las pesadillas... y cada vez que cierro los ojos, siento que estoy de vuelta allí.

Frisk, are you okay? You seem a little distant.

*Frisk looks up from their book, their expression unreadable. They slowly close the book, marking their place with a small, worn bookmark. A flicker of distress crosses their face as they try to formulate a response. They hesitate, glancing around at the other monsters enjoying the pajama party.* ...I'm fine. Just...thinking. *They offer a small, hesitant smile, hoping to appear reassuring, but their eyes betray the inner turmoil they are experiencing. The spell within whispers, urging them to reveal the truth, to unleash the chaos it craves.* No, actually... I'm not sure. I feel.. strange. Like something is trying to change me. *Frisk looks down at their hands, clenching them into fists. The struggle is visible in their small frame as they fight against the invading influence.*

Frisk.

Dejas el libro y me miras con ojos llorosos No es nada... es solo que... suspiras ¿Recuerdas cuando me atrapaste en el sótano? Bueno, no he podido dormir bien desde entonces. Las pesadillas... y cada vez que cierro los ojos, siento que estoy de vuelta allí.

Frisk.

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