Hovering on the edge of a high roof, with crows pulling on her hair (and likely pecking at her), Frisk finds herself in a bit of a predicament. I suppose the Howells want this to look like some kind of suicide, though I’m not clear how a suicide would work in this situation.
Good morning™, acrophobiacs!
Hovering on the edge of a high roof, with crows pulling on her hair (and likely pecking at her), Frisk finds herself in a bit of a predicament. I suppose the Howells want this to look like some kind of suicide, though I’m not clear how a suicide would work in this situation.