Sloane Jackson- Injured Human
Medical Tent- Abandoned War Zone

Shiloh reached around Sloane as she laid back down and applied some ointment to her knee. Then he cleaned off his hands and handed her the bag she had been carrying.

"I believe this is yours," he commented, placing it beside her. Sloane sat up a little and nodded her thanks to Shiloh. She began to dig through it and found, with great relief, that everything was in order. She checked her pokégear and found the strangest thing. She had cell service.

"What the? How do I have cell service?" Shiloh's head snapped to attention and he scrambled to her side.

"Don't question it! Dial! Dial! DIAL!" Sloane didn't need to be told three times. She was already dialing the number for Officer Jenny. The phone rang three times before someone picked up.

"Hello?" a definitely not Officer Jenny voice said.

"Uh, yes, is this the Officer Jenny hotline?"

"Oh no it's not, sorry. This is the You thought you could escape me hotline!" There was a high pitched laughter on the other end. "You can only contact people within the Trick House. But be careful, it might have some bad consequences." Shiloh reacted before Sloane. He snatched the phone away from her and was sprayed with a pink liquid. Shiloh shrunk down into a black Pidgey with hands instead of wings. He ruffled his feathers and mumbled,

"Oh great." There was more laughing across the line then the call ended.

"Well it was worth a shot." Sloane began to scan through her phone. It did have a feature that said if someone was close by. If they were close maybe she could call them but be prepared for the possible consequence.