What was that. Something happened. Wait, I'm asleep! Why? I thought I was awake!
Icarus opened his eyes to see Syvery nudging him. "Uh.... Syv... why are you doin' that? Where... are we?" He asked, still tired. He thought he hadn't fallen asleep, but his body had other plans for him, and so he did. "Where did everyone go, what the heck?"
Icarus was starting to worry. He felt... fine. He wasn't aching as badly as he was previously. His leg had stopped hurting. Was that all a dream? Where was he? Who were those other Pokemon? He looked over to the side of the room and noticed a jar. He made a face at it. "What is that nasty-lookin' stuff over there?... Are you okay?" Icarus noticed Syvery's face was slightly wet. "Did you get washed up recently, or is there something wrong I should know about? And where are we?"
It felt like the weirdest game of 20 Questions in history. There was no single answer he was trying to determine, only one end goal: To figure out what the heck happened in between that buzzing noise and now... the collar! Icarus reached up to his neck, which stung a bit, but he didn't mind it. He felt around for his collar, but there was nothing. So that was no dream. That all happened... He thought, looking down at his paws. "Syvery... I know I've been asking a lot of questions, but one more, last one, I swear... are we okay?" He felt awkward asking this, but he had to know what the heck happened.
Icarus opened his eyes to see Syvery nudging him. "Uh.... Syv... why are you doin' that? Where... are we?" He asked, still tired. He thought he hadn't fallen asleep, but his body had other plans for him, and so he did. "Where did everyone go, what the heck?"
Icarus was starting to worry. He felt... fine. He wasn't aching as badly as he was previously. His leg had stopped hurting. Was that all a dream? Where was he? Who were those other Pokemon? He looked over to the side of the room and noticed a jar. He made a face at it. "What is that nasty-lookin' stuff over there?... Are you okay?" Icarus noticed Syvery's face was slightly wet. "Did you get washed up recently, or is there something wrong I should know about? And where are we?"
It felt like the weirdest game of 20 Questions in history. There was no single answer he was trying to determine, only one end goal: To figure out what the heck happened in between that buzzing noise and now... the collar! Icarus reached up to his neck, which stung a bit, but he didn't mind it. He felt around for his collar, but there was nothing. So that was no dream. That all happened... He thought, looking down at his paws. "Syvery... I know I've been asking a lot of questions, but one more, last one, I swear... are we okay?" He felt awkward asking this, but he had to know what the heck happened.