Dawn groaned, groggily waking herself up. “Ugh…, what just happened?” She said to herself. The last thing she remembered was being low on money and going to apply for a temporary job. After that, she felt a sharp pain on the back of head which knocked her out.
When she sat up and opened her eyes, Dawn found herself inside a living room and sitting on a large, red couch which was near a brown table that had several notebooks, papers, pens, and pencils on it. There was one problem however, the living room was big, really big.
“Where am I?” Dawn asked, continuing to look around the room. Instinctively, she went to reach down her pockets to pull out one of her Pokeballs. Except for one problem, she wasn’t wearing any clothes. “Ah! My clothes! My Pokeballs! What’s going on here?” She asked herself.
As her heart started racing out of fear, she heard something land on the edge of the couch behind her and instantly turned around. “AAH!” She yelled as she scooted back a bit. She saw a male pokemon on the edge of the couch looking at her. The Pokemon was usually small compared to humans, but now she was a little bit smaller than it.
Who was that Pokemon?
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