I wake up in a bed full of flowers with light beaming over me. I look at my hands and check myself.
M.C: I feel... different... I hope something didn't change when I fell down here. I don't know why, but I should've... Y'know what? Never mind, let's move on.
Looking up from the light beaming at me, the surface. "So, I'm... underground? I thought. It seemed like a huge hole when I fell, but now small when looking up. The clouds are barely visible anymore, and there seems to be no way of returning by climbing up. Slight shivers, each step echo throughout the place. I look ahead of me and see an entryway further inside. I'm hesitant, but I move on anyway because there's no way I can go back.
M.C: It's so dark in here, not to mention that it's a little cold in here as well.
I comment, feeling hopeless about my situation.
I enter and see another bed of flowers with light seemingly only hitting the center of the room in that spot. I walked a couple more steps, and suddenly...!
???: Howdy! Who are you?
Background sounds start, which sounds more like music. It's simple sounding more kind of kiddish, I thought.
M.C: Ah! W-what-who are-?
I jump back in shock.
A flower—no, a sunflower bigger than the other flowers—arises from the bed of flowers.
???: My name is Flowey! Flowey the Flower! I shocked you, didn't I? Hehe.
I stand, putting my guard up, and then slowly release it.
A flower? It's a talking flower?! No, wait, that can't be. I must've hit my head really hard or something, I thought frantically.
Flowey The flower stands before you with a greeting. What will you do?
The voice! It came back, but it was narrating this time.
M.C: Uh, my name is Polly. I don't have a last name... At least I don't remember it.
Flowey The Flower: Hmmm...? Well, whatever! You are new to the UNDERGROUND, aren'tcha?
Polly: Y-yes, I am...?
I had a feeling I wasn't going to be alone, but I didn't expect to see a monster. So, they're still around, huh, I thought.
Flowey The Flower: GOLLY, you must be so confused! Here, I'll be the one to teach you how things work around here!
Polly: Thank you?
He's very energetic; I mean, he is a flower. He might not be so bad, I thought.
My surroundings start to feel different. The cold that was once here is gone now, and so is the ground dirt and grass too. What feels like solid ground but not like cement? I prepare myself.
Flowey: Are you ready? Here we go!
I see us boxed in a green outline around us. Even though it was confusing, I tried to remain calm.