Trainer: Brandon
Pokemon:
None
Points: 1
Items:

Brandon woke up dazed and confused. He was facedown on sand, his mouth was filled with it. Brandon rolled on to his side and spit the sand out. Once he got all that he could out, Brandon began trying figure out where he was. The last thing he remembered was being in the vault talking with Celeste, but he definitely was not in the vault anymore. So, then where was he and how did he get out of here? He began to take in his surroundings. He appeared to be surrounded by sand as far as the eye can see, which wasn't very far since a sand storm seemed to be raging. Brandon squinted his eyes to try and avoid having his eyes sand blasted,

Brandon wondered if he somehow had his Pokemon back, as they sure would be helpful in this mess. He looked down and discovered that not only did he not have any Pokemon, but he was also shorter. This made Brandon even more confused, how could he possibly be shorter? He had to find out what was going on, and he was not going to be able to do that laying in the sand.

Brandon stood up, and as he did so, he could hear screaming in the distance, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was coming from. He shouted out "Hello?!? Anyone out there?" And was shocked to see that his voice was much higher pitch, kind of like it was back when he was 11 or 12. Could he somehow have gone back in time to his childhood? But if that was the case, why was he in the middle of a desert? Sinnoh didn't have any deserts! Brandon wondered if this could be a mind trick by Giratina to distract him until he was ready for him.

There was only one way to find out, and that was to find some people and figure out where he was. He decided to start walking in the direction he thought the screaming was coming from, and hope for the best.