>>32165953>You check the note. Looks like some sort of diary page... but the date is from ages ago>"They've gone... they've all gone now. I was a fool to ignore things when the servants started to raise complaints... to assume that, when they started disappearing one by one, that they were simply quitting. When my assistants started leaving too... I should have heard their complaints about ghosts and ghouls. I wrote them off and told them to go catch some pokemon that could beat them. They told me the ghosts were strong... but how, HOW do a hundred people simply up and vanish? No... more now. My last 3 assistant researchers went yesterday... and the last 5 servants the day before.
I've tried to leave, tried to take my son with me. He and his pokemon seem terrified. The doors are locked and no door works, no key works, no force works. We are trapped. I can only sit here and hope my research on drawing out pokemon's abilities finds fruit soon enough. The other assistants say the ghosts told them that my messing with nature was what drew the ghosts' ire, but what's done is done now... I can only try... and count the days we have left..."
Osha: Great Giratina... I knew the humans here must have done something, but... this is hard to listen to... Let's just see what's beyond this door
