After walking for about an hour, Ivan misses a lot of things he took for granted. The clothes are obvious, but it's the smaller things that really get to him. The lack of shoes that cause his feet to ache. The absence of his phone which he used when thing got dull (Trust me, he is bored out of his mind). His glasses, he really should have remembered to bring his contacts. Ivan sighs, "Am I even going in the right direction?"
"Who said that!?" Ivan stops as a male voice enters his head. A female voice chimes in. "Hello, is anyone there? Ivan ducks behinds some bushes. He empties his mind now knowing that they are psychics. He waits for a bit before hearing, "Lati, Latios. Latios os Latias." "Latios, as Latias Lati Lati as?"
Damn, out of all of the people in the world, he finds both Latios and Latias. Ivan would be more excited if his predicament wasn't so dire. So, what now? Ivan could ask the legends for help, although they didn't seem very okay with him interrupting their sleeping. Still, getting their help would be very appreciated. He also wished that he didn't have to ask in his birthday suit, but he can't change that.
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