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You wake up on an unfamiliar beach. Though your eyes are still closed, you can hear the crash of waves and feel the warm sand under your paws. You slowly open your eyes and adjust to the light of the sun. You seem to be lying on a large shore, with a small town nearby (you can tell by the scent of other Pokemon). Maybe you can go and visit the place? You don't seem to be injured, so you begin to get up and stretch your soft brown paws... brown paws? You do a double take. No, your paws aren't supposed to be brown, they're black! You rush over to a nearby tide pool and stare into the water. Back at you stares the shocked face of a... Rockruff? You feel your legs buckle. No, this isn't right at all! What's going on? Suddenly, you hear a voice across the beach. "Hey, Ive never met you before!" You quickly turn to see a Yamper galloping across the beach to you. He slows to a halt, kicking up sand behind him. He gives you a goofy grin. "Hi, welcome to Corsola Town! My name's Sparky, what's yours?" You open your mouth to answer the pokemon, only to find you don't have an answer. You search your mind, but its empty. You can remember anything! Everything is wrong! You feel yourself start to shake from the shock of it all. You mumble, "I... don't..." as your mind fades in unconsciousness.

You blink open your eyes, waking up again. Your vision is blurry, but you can make out two yellow shapes above you. As your vision clears, you realize that they aren't shapes, they're pokemon! Sparky, the yamper you met earlier looks at you with concern, but tail wagging. An ampharos stands to his left. Sparky lets out an excited bark. "He's awake! How are you feeling?" He asks. You nauseously respond: "Ok, I guess." You know that's a lie. A cut you didn't notice before (maybe because of the shock?) on your left flank washes you with pain, and you flinch. Sparky looks alarmed. "Hey, Phari! He tells the ampharos. "Oh, sorry, I was lost in thought!" She says, in a silky voice. She grabs a roll of bandages, removes the ones already on you and begins to apply a poultice. You begin to feel better, but something feels too familiar. That name... and that voice... You know it as clear as glass. "I... know you." Phari looks confused. "You must've hit your head. There hasn't been a rockruff in town for a long time." She hands you a pecha berry. "Here, eat this, and then rest." She says to you with a smile. "Thanks." You manage to smile back through the throbbing pain, and begin to nibble on the berry. It tastes sweet as sugar, and makes you happy. These are your favourite berries! You remember sharing this with... suddenly the memory is gone. Where did it come from. Why can't you remember anything? You ponder all this as you drift into a dreamless sleep.

You wake up a third time, in the same place as before. You take in your surroundings. You are in a dimly lit bamboo hut, filled with the aromas of berries and teas. Phari is at the other side of the small hut; she seems to be blending some sort of beverage? Her ears perk up, and she quickly turns around, almost spilling the drink. "Oh, you're awake! How is your cut?" She looks at you with concern. You look down at your cut. All you see is a large scab, and you don't notice any pain. "It doesn't hurt." You say to her. A smile spreads on her face. "I'm glad to hear! The ointment must've worked then. You look around again. "Where's Sparky?" You ask. "Oh, he's just out in town. He's been there for a while." Your eyes widen. "How long was I out?" "Umm..." Phari looks down sheepishly. "Two days." Two days? No, you didn't have the time! You had to- what? You don't remember why you were in a rush. Phari looks at you with mild concern. "Are you ok? You don't look well." You take your time responding. You don't like to remind yourself. "I... don't remember anything. Only bits and pieces." Phari looks at you with more worry. "Oh dear..." She shakes her head. "I've never heard of something like that happening before..." Suddenly, Phari's red light on her forehead began to glow. She looked excited. "Oh, I've got it! Sparky has your bag that fell off you when you were on the beach! Why don't you find him?" Phari continued. "Head to the marketplace. It's easy to fond; it's always busy this time of day." She advised. "Once your there, try to find treeko. Tell him I sent you, and ask for help to find sparky." A familliar mischevious grin appeared on Phari's face, but you don't remember how you know. "Remind him that he still owes me for all those sitrus smoothies!" "Ok, thanks for all of your help!" Feeling optimistic for once, you stroll out of the cozy shack into the broad daylight. You can smell the refreshing ocean brine (you know this is something you enjoy), and, in the distance, you can hear lighthearted music, as well as the laughs and shouts of pokemon. That must be the marketplace! You pick up your paws, strolling down the dirt path. This would be an adventure!