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[Color=#67a4e0]Level:[/color] 2
[Color=#e607f8]Experience:[/color] 1/20
[Color=#e607f8]Currently In:[/color] [b]The Doll House[/b]
[Color=#67a4e0]Word Count:[/color] 371 (+1 Exp)
[i][color=skyblue]Albedo[/color] [@Lugubrious],  Treat [@Gentlemanvaultboy], [color=b34141]Papyrus[/color] [@Dark Cloud][/i]

 At the sound of their companion catching up, Frisk slowed down enough to where they walked side by side with each other. The eerie nature of the doll-ridden pathway failed to phase the child, not when the possibility that their new friends could be dealing with something dangerous. No offence to Albedo, but they had a plan for a reason. Did it even matter at this point? They can do something about Treat's bullies later.

 Through the irritance they tried to hide over the situation, they spared a remorseful frown to Papyrus. [color=67a4e0]"I'll explain when I know everyone's safe, but for now..."[/color] That was all Frisk could say to him once they arrived back at the mansion. Their eyes shot open at the sight and sound of a panicked Treat. Oh crap, something [i]did[/i] happen did it?! The child wouldn't have time to ask before the wolfgirl took a nasty tumble down. 

[color=67a4e0][i]"Eek?!"[/i][/color] Swift as they could, Frisk caught her before she hit the ground. Treat flinched at the sight of Papyrus, to which they reassured her: [color=67a4e0]"Easy, he's my friend!"[/color] 

 Then the poor girl told them about what happened. What they found, what Treat escaped from, what Linkle was holding off even now. Frisk's eyes refused to close at this point. Something like this was what they feared. Despite the child's hesitance, Treat attempted to reach the sled by herself, only to trip on a broken ankle. They looked between Treat and the sled, then ran to grab Linkle's weapons, ditching their stick in fair trade. 

 Now wasn't the time to be afraid. 

 Frisk looked over to where the two arrived. If Papyrus followed them, they were certain Albedo was behind them. [color=67a4e0]"You're hurt."[/color] They told Treat as she was helped up, though they hope the other two hear them out as well. [color=67a4e0]"One of us has to get you to a medic, or...something similar. I'll go on ahead and help Linkle."[/color] With their words, they made their way towards the shed. In anticipation of battle, the child's soul finally made an appearance, hovering a few inches from their chest.

 Regardless of who follows them, Frisk would wait a bit on them before decending into the darkness. Determined as always.