Carefully, Woona moved west past the DT Extractor, carefully not looking at the nightmare-inducing machine, wanting to leave it behind. Unfortunately, she found the next chamber too dark and foggy to explore, and she was forced to turn back. Instead, she took the north path to the east of the DT Extractor, finding a small room with a TV, some videos hooked up to play, another node for a key, a datascreen, and another note. The note was practically illegible, only the words 'under...sheets' recognizable. Keeping that in mind, Woona examined the datascreen. It explained how the videos had been found in the castle...apparently ones Asgore didn't know about. Curious, Woona started watching them.
Each tape showed a dark screen. The first video had audio of Toriel telling Asgore several puns, each one focused around the word 'Mom'. "This one...must have been when Mom was..."
"Pregnant with Asriel," Chara confirmed as they reached the point where Asgore said Toriel was 'really excited to have this child'.
"...how's that work?" Woona asked curiously.
"For monsters, no clue," Chara replied. "For humans, doesn't matter since there aren't any anymore. And I was going to ask you how it works for ponies."
Shrugging, Woona put in the next tape.
"Okay, Chara, are you ready?"
Chara flinched internally at the sound of that soft, happy voice. "...Asriel..."
"Do your creepy face!" the happy voice encouraged. "AHHH! Hee hee hee..."
"Is your creepy face really that creepy?" Woona asked curiously.
Chuckling, Chara projected himself out of Woona and turned to face her. He then grinned widely, his hair hanging over his eyes to make it look like they were empty pits, the shadows hiding his teeth as he relaxed the muscles of his face, making it look like it was about to melt off. The fact this was a spiritual exercise rather than a physical one now made it all the more effective.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Woona shrieked out as she tumbled over backwards. "...should have asked when we were out..." she whimpered.
"Yes you should have," Chara teased as he faded back into her, doing his best not to laugh.
Having missed the rest of the second tape, Woona decided to put the third one in. She listened as Asriel talked about when he and Chara had tried to make butterscotch pie for Asgore...and used buttercups instead of cups of butter.
"Please...let's not watch the rest..." Chara murmured softly, sounding like he was about to break down.
"...Chara?" Woona asked worriedly.
"Please...I don't want to relive this part..."
Unsure what Chara meant, Woona decided to leave it at that, turning to leave the room without watching the last two videos. "Do you...want to talk about it?" Woona asked as she made her way East again.
"...it's about how I died...how Asriel got my soul...and how he died...it...it was my fault..."
Feeling the sorrow Chara was being crushed under, Woona decided not to press the issue. She paused as she reached the path back to the room with all the beds. "Under...sheets..." she murmured to herself.
"Hmm?" Chara asked cautiously.
"Well, I was just thinking..." Woona began. "These notes...maybe they're clues to where the keys are? Maybe I should check the sheets on all the beds?"
"That's as good an idea as any," Chara replied. "Just be careful, another Amalgate might leap out at you."
Woona swallowed convulsively, then nodded. "I'm...ready," she replied firmly.
Stepping back into the room, Woona examined the beds. Most of them were identically well made, save for two. The southwest most bed was completely unmade, while the easternmost bed had slightly rumpled sheets. "Okay...if it'll be anywhere..." Walking up to the easternmost bed, she pulled the sheets aside, finding a yellow key on the bed.
"The node in the video room was yellow," Chara pointed out.
"True..." Woona replied. "But...what about the completely unmade bed?" Putting actions to curiosity, Woona made her way over to the bed. She carefully examined it, but could find nothing out of the ordinary about it. Grumbling to herself, she pouted, her lower lip puffing out. "But...it's different! There's gotta be something! That's how puzzles work!"
"Well, maybe there's nothing to find by examining it," Chara offered. "Maybe you have to do something else?"
Woona frowned, nodding thoughtfully. "Maybe...but what?"
"Well...it's a bed," Chara indicated. "Maybe...take a nap?"
Woona thought about that, and found herself yawning. "I am feeling kinda sleepy...it's been a while since I rested..." She clambered up onto the bed. "But...you sure it's safe?"
"I'll wake you if there's any danger," Chara reassured her confidently.
"Okay..." Woona murmured as she curled up, her head on the pillow as her eyes drifted closed.
Everything seemed normal and safe...but then a white shape, tall and thin, arose out of the ground nearby. Chara tensed up as it extended a tendril towards the bed, ready to awaken Woona...only to find she was far more aware of the situation than he'd realized. She stayed perfectly still as the tendril approached...and pulled the blankets up to cover her.
Woona gave a soft smile as she snuggled under the blankets for a nap. Though the Amalgamate had no face, Chara couldn't help but get the impression that it was smiling as it sank back into the ground.
The knowledge that she was on the right track filled Woona with DETERMINATION as she drifted off into her nap.