Chara closed their eyes once more, enduring the pressure of gravity and air brushing against their clothing. Were they alive? Or was this just a mental state of being a ghost? But something touched the child in mid-fall. Soon, the child was wrapped into a hug as they quickly sparked their eyes open to see it was Frisk hugging them. This warmth..for the first time in a million life times, Chara has never felt happier. They quickly hugged the falling child as they came in faster towards the patch of golden buttercups at the end of the fall.
