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Originally Posted by Pokemon Trainer Sarah
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The Beedrill looks up at you, then springs back up and flies away. A small group of other Beedrill follow. There must be some kind of hive around here...
You find yourself in another clearing. A small creek winds its way along the east side. The gurgling water is kind of soothing. Before you is a small stone monument. It is square in shape with steps leading up to it and a steep roof. It looks very old. There is green moss covering it in many places. The area around the shrine is strangely cold.
You walk over to the creek. Your reflection stares back up at you. This time you see a second reflection. A young woman appears to be standing by the shrine, tears rolling down her cheeks. You watch the relfection intently. This time you actually see her mouth open and the ringing scream fills your ears. Immediately you turn around. There's no one there but you can still hear the screaming. You drop to your knees and try to cover your ears. Immediately the screaming stops.
You turn back to the river. You see the young woman's reflection, while your own seems to be fading until it's almost if you're looking into another world. Behind the woman is a dark shadow you hadn't noticed before. It seems to be growing slowly darker, as if it's gaining strength. Eventually it comes fully into view. You see the young woman's eyes widen in fear. You finally recognise the shadow as a Dusknoir. Are you seeing into the spirit world?
You watch as the young woman and the shadow seem to get larger and larger, as if they are coming closer towards you. You start to feel a cool breeze, though the trees around you are still. A pale hand reaches up under the water. It looks so real, you feel like you could almost reach down into the water and grasp it....
The young woman screams again as the Dusknoir closes in on her. You look behind you but can see nothing, though every other sense tells you that the woman and the Pokemon are somehow there.
You look down again. The young woman is frantically reaching towards you. Her pale hands thrash below the surface of the water as if she is drowning. The Dusknoir closes in, a gaping hole in its stomach begins to draw the woman in. What are you going to do?
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At first, Zetsu seemed a little bit frightened, but then he regained his senses. He decided to ignore the screams, as to concentrate better, and then proceeds to attempt to grab the hand that was seemingly reaching out for him. He had no idea weather that hand was real or not, but if it was, he did not want the thought of a petrified or dead woman on his conscious.
Zetsu could feel the cold breeze brush up against his neck, as he attempted to grab the hand, thinking to himself:
"How long has this screaming been going on? If this is an illusion or some vision of some sort, How the hell did the other trainers passing by get through here? If not, Was there a reason for choosing me as it's potential 'victim' or 'savior'?"
Zetsu did not know what was in store for him, but he did not want to regret anything....