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Hop didn’t know when he started falling.
He didn’t understand why he started falling, or how long the fall was?
Why is everything black?
Why can’t he feel anything?
Where is he?
He feels his body drift, weightless, through the vast blackness, the thick fog enveloping all that surrounds him.
How long has it been?
…Is Leon worried about him?
A radiant glow disrupts his equilibrium, each sphere emanating its own unique hue, casting a mesmerizing color from each;
Red. Yellow. Purple. Ruby. Violet. Blue. Green.
They twist and twirl, weaving through the air as they orbit around the teen.
Until they all vanish….right into the palm of his hand.
“Wake up.”
Huh?
“Wake up!”
…Who are you…?
“WAKE UP!”
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Is…Is it morning already?
“I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me...”
Finally, Hop feels the need to open his eyes. He blinks a few times, as his hand moves to rub at them, only for his elbow to hit some nearby wood.
“Fuck!”
Did he move too close to his headboard in his sleep? That’s never happened before.
Hope looks around, feeling up his surroundings only to be left with walls, tightly wrapped around his body. It’s almost like a coffin.
Was He buried alive?
Or worse, is he dead?!?
“Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton!” A voice calls out, followed quickly by a chuckle. “Then…Try this on for size! Mya-ha!”
Fire?
Is this bloody fire???
The boy scrambles around pushing, prodding and punching the mystery walls in an attempt to escape from being roasted to bits. He was so panicked that he didn’t realize he was falling until he crash into concrete floor.
“Eugh! That hurts even more!”
“What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!” The voice screams.
Hop whines as he forces open an eye to look up at the creature standing beside him. A talking Pokemon?
He’s never seen a Pokemon like that before though…
“I never seen a Pokemon like you before!! Are you an evolution or maybe a different looking Pokemon? What was that called again? Right, a shiny!” He scrambles to his feet, eagerly pulling the creature into his arms, “I should get you to Sonia and check out this new discovery!”
“Hey wait a sec human! Whaddya think you’re doing!”
“What do you think?! I’m taking you to Soni…..”
Hop’s excitement vanishes the moment he surveys his surroundings. The room is covered head to toe in stone, its walls adorned with dark Victorian hues stretching as far as the eye can see. In the center, a chandelier hangs, more intricately sculpted than any artwork Hop has ever seen. That’s not what worries Hop about this place though, No, all of that is normal compared to the hundreds of thousands of coffins floating eerily around the room. He half expected a Haunter to peak out of one of them, yet they all sit there, unmoving.
He’s never seen this place before.
He’s been around most, if not all, of Galar, yet he’s never seen this place.
This moment of weakness gave the creature (Pokemon?) just enough time to escape his grasp and attack.
Hop Hop barely dodges the searing flames, before taking the opportunity to run down the long corridor. Far away from the fire Pokémon and FAR away from the creepy haunted room.
As he was running, he didn’t have the opportunity to pause and analyze his situation. Not like analyzing things has ever been his go to thing anyways, but especially not now. Despite everything that’s happening, he can only think to himself one thing.
Where the bloody hell is he?!?