Chapitre 1: Where am I

But two nights ago you began to see things. Things that are out of the ordinary. Things like, demons. But you knew that it must've been your imagination toying with you. Your eyelids began heavy as you grew even more tired. You headed to Toriel's room to say goodnight. But she wasn't there. She must be in the kitchen baking pie. She wasn't there either. You began to worry. So you headed down the old rickety stairway. It was severely quiet and dark, but luckily you had a flashlight. You heard the noise of your flashlight turning on with a click, and decided to keep walking now that you could see. It was old and dusty. Smelled like cigarettes. Old cigarettes. (End of chap. 1)