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A Pokémon chose your own adventure book | Kronic | 5

 

You hear something smack against the window of the room which you did not think to cover by closing the curtains. Its an old man on a ladder, he has slipped on a rung and has his face smooshed up against the glass.

He sees that you have spoted him and starts to climb down the ladder.

"Son of a bitch!" you mutter to yourself, not a good time to be found out with mom tied up like she is...Better go see who that was.

Leaving your 'mother' tied up and you run down the stairs and to the front door, slamming it closed the behind you.

"I have to get rid of this asshole, and fast." you think yourself as you easily find the old man running across the grass of your property trying to escape you.

"Hey!" You shout as loud and menacing as Red's meek vocal cords will allow.

"Who the fuck are you?" you say as you reach down and pick up one of the rocks from the garden. it is round, and about the size of a poke-ball.

You throws the rock with uncanny strength, accuracy and with just a little too much enthusiasm.

The old man in the lab coat drops as if he was hit by a bolt of lightning.

But... a red energy emerges from where he fell... from a real poke- ball as it cracks open... you are practically mesmerized by the energy that looks holographic, start to take shape. You realize you can't look away, as in a nightmare you stare at a yellow monster on two legs and a huge nose stands in font of you it appears to be almost your height. Its a Hypno!

"Well, are you going to just stare at me or are you gonna summon your monster?" Hypno says to you as you stand shocked.


"Boy this day just keeps getting better..." you say to yourself, wondering where it all went wrong.

 

you don't have a monster yet...


          THE END?

 
 
 

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