I fell down a hole...
Some people would ask why a twenty-something year old female would be awake at three... Okay four in the morning. Some would doubly question why she didn't spend this time partying or drinking. She wasn't even hanging out with the boyfriend she didn't have. Instead, she was simply lying on her bed messing around on her computer. Was she doing anything important? Not at all! In fact she was just going back and forth between reading fanfiction, watching anime, and browsing tumblr. Ah, the life of an American otaku hikikomori. A twenty-something year old female otaku hikikomori. Okay, technically, this girl had a life. She was just in a rut at the moment. She was trying to support herself, but was still living with her parents. This didn't exactly boot the girl's already nonexistent self esteem. Nor did the fact that her parents were getting pretty pissy about her not moving out. She was fucking trying, okay?! Though the clinical depression, anxiety, dissociation, and various other mental ailments weren't helping any either.
This girl's current obsession? Undertale. Yep, she was in underhell and regret nothing. At this exact moment, the girl was reading various fanfic. More precisely, fanfic about the different AU's people made up for the game. Nope, never mind, she was ATTEMPTING to read said fanfics... As it turns out her wifi was once again being a little bitch and turned itself off. If only to piss off the girl more, her whole computer screen turned black. Despite her blank and emotionless face, she was internally screaming. The girl didn't care she was now completely in the dark. No, her computer just fucking broke! How would she tell her parents?! SHIT! As this realization slowly set in, the girl clenched her fists tightly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
Slapping a hand over her mouth, the girl mentally scolded herself for yelling. Her parent's room was right across from hers, and it being 4am meant they were asleep. Rule one: Don't wake up the parents! Freezing in place with her hand still covering her mouth, the girl listened for something, anything. But there was only silence. At the very least, she should hear her dogs. If her parents didn't wake up, then the dogs did. But there was no tinkling of their collar tags. Which was not a good sign. Straining herself even more, she couldn't hear anything. No snoring father, no late night bugs, no cars from the highway at the bottom of the hill. She couldn't even hear the buzz of electricity. And despite being in complete darkness, the girl could still make out her room perfectly.
Having just gone through a Creepypasta fit, the girl knew better than to calm down. This had the makings of a horror story written all over it. Oh-my-god this girl was going to die. She didn't even question if this was a dream. She couldn't chance thinking like that. That's how you got killed... Well, faster than you normally would... So still hearing nothing, the girl sat up and reached out to the post of her bed. Grabbing a baggy red and black pullover hoodie and throwing it on, the girl then went to her closet. For reasons we won't mention (it's totally because she is paranoid and liked to cosplay) she had a rusty pipe in there. The only problem was, the closet was anything but quiet. Cursing under her breath, the girl made a mental checklist of her inventory. Light grey panties, check. Grey tank top, check. Hoodie big enough to count as a dress, check. Scowling, the girl turned to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black leggings and socks. If she was gonna do this, it would be fully clothed dammit! This wasn't an anime, and she couldn't just walk around in nothing but underwear and a hoodie. No, she was about to face a hell beast demon spawn and die like the nerdy white girl she was.
After putting those on, the girl pulled on her steel toed boots and grabbed like five hair ties. She was ready to die now. Rolling her shoulders, the girl shut her eyes tight and opened the door of her room. Unfortunately, she stepped out before actually looking around. Which is always a mistake, let's be honest here. However, instead of finding herself face to face with a monster or some psycho serial killer, the girl started falling. Now, normally this girl wasn't much of a screamer. But not expecting to be falling down a pitch black pit into the abyss, she allowed herself a shriek. This quickly stopped however, seeing as it only made the girl feel like she would lose her stomach. Screaming never helped anything anyway. Who exactly was going to save her? A chimney sweep? Or maybe that one chick who worked at Target? What the girl did do though, was wonder why she hadn't splattered on the ground yet. Well the answer for that was simple. She was still falling.
"How fucking deep is this bitch?!"
Immediately after vocalizing this, the girl found herself no longer falling, but just kind of floating. Suspended in the air by an invisible force and lack of gravity. Blinking, the girl soon started hearing the noise of a movie reel starting up and a projection screen appeared in front of her. Then, as if it were a bad joke, the horribly familiar music started to play. The video flashed to life and it was all the girl could do to not make various noises of disbelief or exasperation. Closing her eyes tight, the girl pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a deep breath. Words typed across the screen in the familiar dialogue of "Long ago, two races ruled over Earth: Humans and Monsters".
"This is gonna be one of those... Oh my fucking god... I can't even..."
Letting out a groan, the girl took another deep breath to calm herself. She had always wanted to be in a situation like this, so she might as well take it in stride. But she just knew that somewhere a girl, probably very similar to her, was writing a fanfiction. And she was now the protagonist. What hell was she basically putting herself through? And why was she laughing about all this?
"Hahaha... Jesus Christ... You know what? Nope... Ima enjoy this shit. She wanted this, I wanted this. Let's fucking DOO EET!"
However, after saying this, the screen in front of the girl glitched then tinted to a shade of red. The designs changed slightly, looking more demonic and the music turned rather edgy. The film however didn't continue playing and instead, in big flashy red letters, spelled out the word "Underfell". A very popular AU in the Undertale fan base. Dead panning, the girl looked at the screen but said nothing. Closing her eyes he girl tried to keep from cursing.
"Ya know what? Fine! Whatever. This is fine... Okay... I'm totally okay with this... Bring it!"
It would seem the author didn't bother with explaining the controls seeing as the girl would be living this. Then the name screen popped up and stared into the girl's soul. The girl stared back at the blank space for a moment before putting in the name 'Salem'. Nodding to herself, the girl pressed 'Done'. And then Salem was once again falling.
"BITCH!"
With a surprisingly soft thud, Salem landed on a patch of golden flowers. She didn't seem to be hurt, but still carefully checked that nothing was broken or bleeding. After confirming she was fine, Salem noticed she was wearing the same outfit she left her room in. Which was nice, it was comfortable and easy to move in. Salem also noticed something else that made her positive that the author hated her. Or was at least getting back at her for her earlier sass. You see, Salem was no longer a twenty-something year old female. No, she was a female child who's age Salem could not determine. She never did look her age, seeing as at twenty-something, people still mistook her for a sixteen year old. But this was just ridiculous. Salem looked anywhere between the age of eight and twelve. Going with the eldest she could seemingly get away with, Salem grumbled to herself but said nothing. The author again reared their mighty authority over time and space and added a simple black skirt to Salem's outfit.
"HA! Jokes on you! I like skirts!"
*Which is why I added it. You didn't have time to add it back in your room...
"OHMAIGAWD! Holy shit... The author can talk to me! But... What about Chara then? Or Frisk?"
*Spoilers...
"Fuck you..."
Hearing a rather ethereal giggle echo in her head, Salem flicked off no one in particular and shoved her hands in her hoodie pocket. To her surprise, something very similar brushed against her hand. Raising a brow, Salem pulled out the object and looked on in disbelief at the phone in her hand. And as per-usual in these crappy fanfics, the battery was not only full, but seemingly infinite. And fully accessible 4G?! Someone was really bending the laws of reality here. Not even bothering to check if she could call anyone, Salem put her phone back in her pocket. What exactly would she say? 'Help! I feel down a hole and am now in an underworld of peaceful monsters?' Or perhaps 'Hey, I'm kinda in a video game, care to get me out mom?' Yeah, no... With nothing better to do, Salem walked around the dark room. It was much dirtier in person, with all the actual dirt and shit. But the view up was amazing. Opening her mouth in awe, Salem spun in place before getting serious.
"So... I fell down the rabbit hole... What will poor 'Alice' have to face in this peculiar wonderland? The world may never know~! Okay but seriously... I just fell down a hole... Where's my damn steam achievement?!"
Out of pure spite, a bubble popped up in front of Salem. It looked very digital and just floated there against all the laws of physics. It had a picture of a man hole in the corner and read as follows:
"Achievement Unlocked! You fell down a hole. Congratulations on reaching rock bottom!"
Salem stared at the sign for a moment with a blank face. Then pursing her lips and sucking in a sharp breath, she just spun on her heel and started walking away. The puns have already begun. You could say we've already gotten in too deep...