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The weight of everything all at once hits you for a moment, and you blurt out: "No, of course i'm not fine!"
A moment's pause was given to remember something, before you continued. "I just <span class="mu-i">fell out of the sky</span>, and now some... some <span class="mu-i">stranger</span> is yelling in my ear!"
By the time you're done getting everything off your chest, you realize you've sat up again. A pang of pain shoots through your neck.
The Buneary looks somewhat shocked, but before she can say anything that Florges returns. "Buneary! I told you not to bother the patient!"
She gives the frizzy rabbit a bit of a death glare, to which your conversation partner shrinks away from. "Y-yes ma'am..."
The Florges turns your head towards her, her face now noticeably less stern, and continues. "Come now, lay down. Rest..."
Something passes over you, and you're asleep again.
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Much later, you come to. Your eyes flicker open to a cave wall, somewhat reddish in hue- whether that's from the actual cave wall itself or something else is hard to tell. To your left is more wall and to your right is where the Buneary used to be.
You spent a few moments drinking it in. There was a small carpet leading down a hallway into which the room lead. It was wide open, with plenty of knick-knacks sat on flimsy wooden shelves. Some weird motivational quotes, plenty of flowers, and maybe some kind of fruit..?
Movement caught the corner of your eye once more, and you shifted to look. Eventually your gaze settled on a small Pokemon, covered in flowers of all different colors, leading a pair of other mon into wherever you were from... something that led to the outside.
You couldn't hear what was being said from here- not clearly, anyways- but you could make out the Buneary once more and a large deer-looking Pokemon next to her. The deer-looking mon was adorned with a long scarf and some ribbons on its... his?... antlers. It gave you a look before you could pick out anything more. Gulp.
...eventually, it turned away again and kept talking.
Now was your chance to check something you'd heard before.
You looked to your hand. It was blue. A glance to your feet. Significantly lacking in more than two toes. White.
That Buneary wasn't lying.
How do you react?
>More silence.
>A small gasp- loud enough to hear, not loud enough to disturb.
>A scream.
>Write-in.
