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You're sure that squinty eyed bastard took your pokeballs. As far as you know, he's probably the only trainer in this hick town. You storm into his gym demanding answers. If he refuses to return your possessions, you swear to yourself you will take legal action.
The room inside is pitch black, with a single spotlight shining on a man sitting just up ahead.
"Welcome to the Pewter Gym! I am Brock, the gym leader!"
What do?