I left the Pokemon Center.

FWASH!

I approached the gym.

Hi jerk.

Bye jerk.

I laughed at the pathetic excuses for police they have in this region. Seriously, I’d make a much better secret agent than any of them.

FWASH!

Made it past the grass safely.

Across the water.

Home free!

Well, half right. I still don’t know where home is, but I guess I’m free.

For some reason this thought has been going through my head, and it gives me unshakable terrors of being trapped underground for hours, trying to dig my way out.

I should probably talk to someone about that.

Maybe one of these guys.

...okay, that’s not what I wanted to talk about.

Well, that was quite the string of trainers. I’m glad that’s behind me. I do wonder just what it was that they were all gathered around this place for.

Well, no time like the present to find out.