"100% agree. The real WFT, however, is hospitals needing a lobby. Why America is still in the dark ages and has not adopted a single payer system is mindblowing."
I wantwhat do I want. Snivy smiles at me and I realize. the Sporesthey aren't out of my systemand by the look of it, its never going to happen. I put him down as we leave the Lab, mothee mind screaming to take the little fucker and drop him to the bottom of the sea.
Tall grass starts surrounding me as I go deeper into Route 1. I enjoy the sights and sounds around me, some wild Pidoves are starting to wake up and fly out of their nests making their sweet cooing noises as they go.
Half way through, I decide to cut through the trees instead of going completely around on the main route. I find a little beaten path that will take me to the other side, and from there, I will head to Accumula. Its even darker under the tree cover, and there is some mud which makes a squishing sound every time I step into a puddle of it.
I see movement off to the side, a Deerling coming out of her den with her fawn. Its beautiful. There's a quiet serenity in this place, little did I know that it was about to make a drastic turn.
I get closer to breaking through the tree line when I start hearing a shuffling noise behind me. First, I think it's the Deerlings passing through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little nervous and start to walk faster. The noises get closer, close enough to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck.
I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again. I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑