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The doors to the Pokemon League open wide to reveal a mostly empty hall, as expected. They usually run out of time or get too bored to bother putting anything of interest in these places besides pretty, non-interactable scenery. Symbolic paintings and statues line the walls in symmetrical fashion, each one complimenting the other. It's topped off with a grand, stained glass window looming over it all, the sunlight shining brightly through it is the only source of light.
"So, yeah, as I was saying, I guess he just didn't show up. I think he was on break or something."
Your footsteps create loud echoes within the hall, only serving to further play up the sudden ambience taking over your journey. Free from the brief coma that trapped you in Bel-Air for some reason, you press onward. It's been over a year since you left your little home in Vaniville, and now you're about to take the next step and end it all.
"Or, he could just not be fond of your face."
