(Sorry for late update. My sadistic teachers decided to load me with extra homework and I was pretty busy over the weekend. On with the show!)
>Read Subpoena. You're needed in court! Justice must be served!
You flip open the subpoena. The postmark says it comes from the desk of a judge named Raymond Littles, not that you care. The author just sort of wanted to elaborate on something so this wouldn't be an obnoxiously short paragraph.
The first thing you notice is that large sections of information appear to have been censored.
Dear [CENSORED], the court is displeased by your failure to attend the arraignment last week. You were asked multiple times if there were any schedule conflicts, to which you replied negatively. I'm sure I do not have to remind you that this trial is a matter of utmost importance, as the [CENSORED] government and court system is eager to try and convict the man we are sure you know was responsible for the ghost outbreak, [CENSORED]. Your testimony will be indispensable during the trial, so you are officially being ordered to appear in court as a witness on the date of [CENSORED]. Failure to comply can and will result in legal action.
-Yours truly, [CENSORED].
You were supposed to be a witness? In a court case? Huh. If only the names weren't blocked out (and who had done that?) you would have been able to shed a bit more light on the conspiracy you seem to be all tangled up in.
You obtained one Censored Subpoena! You placed the Censored Subpoena in the Legal Matters pocket.
>Check your 5 letters and credit card bills and play with your eevee
You open your Credit Card Bills and quickly discover that they don't say anything very important except that you owe quite a lot of money to some bank or another. Or multiple banks. You have a sick feeling that it doesn't matter much any more because the people that were billing you are now dead.
One of the letters falls apart in your hands.
You obtained one Paper Dust! You placed the Paper Dust in the Lint pocket!
Two others seem to be from your mother. You eagerly read them. Like every other artifact from your past you have found thus far, it appears very old. The first one reads:
Son, I'm worried about you. I've seen some awful things on the news, and it seems the war is turning against us. You should come home. You'll be safer here in Accumula. Castelia is a target, I've seen it. It's the biggest city we've got. They're saying outright to avoid big cities!
Please, please come home. I love you.
~Mom
Wondering with mounting dread exactly what sort of war is being discussed, you open the second letter. Why didn't you listen to your mom? Why did you stay in... this must be Castelia, then. Why? It seems you keep finding more questions then answers.
Darling! Where are you? I need you home with me. I heard about the raid on Castelia... I hope you're safe, darling. I understand if you can't leave the city now- it must be very dangerous- but you need to get out of there.
~Mom
You obtained two Mom's Letters! You placed the Mom's Letters in the Mail pocket!
The next letter is from someone named Bianca.
I admire your stubbornness, but are you okay? I know losing Cheren hit you pretty hard- he was my friend too- but you shouldn't obsess like this. Revenge won't bring anyone back. I'm just worried about you, you know? Don't make me lose both of you.
~Bianca
You obtained one Bianca's Letter! You placed the Bianca's Letter in the Mail Pocket!
And finally, from... It looks like it's from someone named N, although that might just be an initial. Cause seriously, who names their kid N?
I'm sorry. I can't believe how wrong I was. Those ghosts were locked up and screaming... so loud... I thought if I released them from their prison, they would simply fade into the afterlife. I never expected this. Of course that is no excuse for the madness they have brought onto the world. I see you will be testifying at my trial. I look forward to it.
~N
Oh, so was that the trial you were going to testify at? It would make sense. The guy who unleashed ghosts. What ghosts, though? You don't see any ghosts. Maybe you won the war? You consider the monochrome setting again and shake your head. Not a possibility. This place had the dull feel of a conquered society.
You obtained one N's Letter! You placed N's Letter in the Mail pocket!
Having gained all of that sudden heavy knowledge and not feeling particularly great about it, you sit down and start playing with your Eevee. You notice that it is an extremely playful little thing and seems overjoyed that you are playing with it.
>Find out Eevee's moves and stuff; we'll need the combat knowledge.
Considering the creepy, post-apocalyptic world you seem to be trapped in, you realize that you may need to engage in a Pokémon battle with someone. Possibly the Creepy People, who seem to have forgotten about you and are now flowing away from your position in eerily coordinated movements.
You check Eevee's moves with your Pokedex. Wait, you have a Pokedex?
You obtained one Pokedex! You placed the Pokedex in the Invaluable Gadgets pocket.
Huh. Seems like the author is being merciful to you for once. The Pokedex powers up in your hands and you breathe a sigh of relief.
Eevee. Evolution Pokémon. Ability: Adaptability. Level 10. Female. Moves Learned: Tackle, Tail Whip, Baby-Doll Eyes, Swift.
Well, that could be worse.
>Ask one of the creepy people exactly why they are acting so freakin' creepy.
This is one of the best ideas you have gotten all day. Why let fear fester in your mind and cloud your judgement when you could just be brave and ask, dispelling (or confirming) any doubts you may have had. You walk up to one of the creepy people, a man with white-blonde hair and blank eyes, and tap him on the shoulder. He quickly snaps around and stares at you.
"Hello," you manage under his stare. Seriously, that's the best you could do? Weak.
"Why are you disturbing other citizens?" he asks in a robotic voice similar to that of your unfriendly next-door neighbor.
"Why are you acting so creepy?" you shoot back, deciding to ignore his question because the reply would definitely qualify you as insane. You probably are anyways, but... just so you know.
He stares at you for a moment before saying, "My behavior is perfectly acceptable within the current parameters. Yours, however, is not. Harassing a fellow civilian is not allowed."
You stare back, computing that, before repeating yourself. "I'm not harassing you. I'm asking you a question. Why are you being creepy?"
"Please cease your harassment or I will call for the authorities."
You decide he is serious and bolt back into your house, forgetting about the dead body until you're already inside, at which point you notice something odd.
There is a girl standing at the counter making tea.
There is a Random Lady here.
There are Two Closed Doors here.
There is a stairway to the Upstairs here.
There is an Empty Chest here.
There is a Stove here.
Your bag contains:
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Your Pokémon Team:
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You are currently wearing:
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What do you do?



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