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Why? Why did I approach it? It looked friendly enough. A bit bizarre, but friendly. As I came close, it didn’t move. It was blue, a bit bright for a cave, but maybe that’s why I came close. I touched it, wondering if it would move. This was the biggest mistake I could possibly make. It wobbled and came back, hitting my hand with a slightly tough force. I shined my flashlight around to see if any more were around. Strangely enough, it’s shadow overlapped mine. Neither of them were moving. As I tried to walk away, I couldn’t, connected to my shadow. It was incredibly odd. I decided to wait and see if it would leave. It wouldn’t. It stayed for hours. I began to get worried. I called for help. No answer. It wasn’t leaving. I couldn’t. Nobody could hear me. I hit it, hoping it would leave. But it just wobbled and hit my stomach. It knocked the air out of me. I hit it as hard as I could. It bounced back with a force harder than any human could recreate. I fell, knowing I had been injured. My feet couldn’t move, and my legs broke as soon as I hit the ground. I screamed in pain. It echoed throughout the cave. My arm broke from the strike. My legs weren’t usable. I waited there. I was in horrible pain. I needed water. I needed a doctor. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t be heard. I could only wait and die. I know I will die soon. These are my last thoughts. For whoever finds this, just know not to approach anything that looks like this:
(there was a picture of wobbuffet)
