You enter a colder, harsher Snowdin. A presence follows you. You hear a stick snap, and turn to see a strange skeleton. He’s taller than you, with sharp teeth, a gold tooth, and a red glowing eye. He wears a large jacket, red and yellow sneakers, and basket shorts, and holds out a hand, adorned with gold jewelry. He speaks in a deep, low voice with a strange accent, asking, “Going to leave me hanging?”