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The young girl can barely get her bearings, managing to balance herself on one knee as an aftershock suddenly hits, further shaking the already wobbly building. Between the sudden earthquake, the storm raging outside, and the questions now postulating in her mind as to how she ended up with a Pokeball in her pocket, she could barely get enough time to crawl to the window to see outside. What had previously been a bright afternoon with an orange setting sun in the city of…
>San Diego
>Key West
>Malibu
>Baltimore
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… had turned into an ugly dark grey, where curtains of rain could be clearly seen pelting street lamps and flooding the streets. Water flowed freely from the gutters, quickly overtaking the water main that was not prepared for this sudden storm surge. But what was even more odd was the inclusion of little shapes and shadows in the street. They appeared to be trash bags floating in the water, occasionally accompanied by distinctly animal shaped silhouettes riding on top of them. Oh God, did the storm somehow sweep up a bunch of animals too? She hoped not… she needed to check with her friends. She quickly entered her password into her phone and opened up her Snapchat, seeing if her friends were experiencing something similar. To her horror she found that the chat was flooded with panicked messages, including photos and videos of the sky and seas that churned with black storm clouds and choppy waves. The most repeated pic was of a giant dragon-shaped shadow in the clouds. The caption over the pic read ‘BICH WHAT THE FUCK’.
‘Guys what the hell is going on?!’ the girl types.
>Angela!
>Beth!
>Christine!
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Emma, your best friend responds, ‘LOOK at this!’
She posts a picture of herself and a fat-lipped, purple-faced, blonde-haired plush doll next to her, both of them making a kissy face. She captions the photo, saying ‘it’s calling itself Smoochum, it came from the ball’.
‘Has anyone seen Maddie?’ you type, to which the chat responds no.
Sydney, the sporty fit bitch, responds, ‘She went to go see her dad in the hospital, I think she’s okay.’
Jay, the first shitposter who exchanged texts with Emma over their shared love of Dragonball, adds that he 'got a mf DUSKULL’, which he promptly shows off. The floating white mask and eye combo lend an eerie behind him.
‘Leave it to Jay to get the child abducting ghosts’ Emma writes, to which Jay and his Duskull respond with a pic of their middle fingers.
‘Is everyone else okay?’ she texts.
‘I’m stuck at the gym,’ Sydney answers, ‘place is flooded.’
‘SAME,’ Emma responds, ‘and I nearly dropped my Pokeball in the damn water going upstairs’.
‘I’m stuck in my car,’ Jay responds, 'My parents are at home'.
A sigh of relief leaves her system. Her friends, for the most part, are safe. The only major cause for concern is Maddie, trapped in a hospital somewhere. But little does she know... she is not totally free of danger...
