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Bryson walked through the ruined town. "Jeez, why did they tell me to watch this place? Like,  I  wouldn't even set up a mafia here!... Is that a bakery? Really?! A bakery in this place?" He was refering to Toriel's bakery in the distance. He suddenly saw the potted plant... He drew his gun, holding it by his waist, watching.