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POV: Protagonist
I took a seat on a park bench and looked outwards. There were only a few people consisting of differing traits and attributes in my field of vision. They appeared to be families of people. I could feel a pang of envy, those children were lucky to have such seemingly loving parents. Then again, what thoughts are these? I did feel slightly melancholy, but I could not trace its source. I do indeed suppose I awoke with this mood present. It seemed to highlight all of the faults in my day and my surroundings. Even though the day was quite beautiful, it was just as beautiful as the previous, and it will probably have the same level of beauty as the next which makes beautiful become normal and defeats the purpose of the word. I could go on commenting about the temperature, which I measured at seventy two degrees of the imperial system, but then I would become thirsty and require a glass of water which is currently not present to me. The relatively pleasant temperature would then serve no function as I would already be requiring water.
Perhaps I shall ramble on about the nature around me. This being the bushes, trees, shrubs, and any other forms of vegetation in my vacinity. I think the first notable thing is that there were absolutely no signs of pokemon life in the area or the accessable world for that matter. I was told that they all left to another location, but I do not believe that to be true. From my knowledge, major governments were taken over by Christian religious denominations. They declared pokemon as satanic and used their military power and influence to hunt them down and wipe them out. It was amazing that they all were exterminated in a matter of weeks. As for the trainers, they were all either locked in a prison or executed in the name of their god. It has been two weeks since the last known pokemon vanished, and the world governments have united and set a very strict routine for the masses. I have no need of describing it, but we'll just say that it involves a lot of prayer and ridicule of former pokemon trainers.
At the present time, the masses are permitted to relax. Fortunately for me, I live in a small town, so there is less of a military presence to enforce the laws. The military that does occupy this location is small, disorganized, and poorly educated. They fail to enforce the rules and the town gets off easy as a result. We are rather fortunate though, I have heard of towns that execute people for failing to follow the routine. None are located near to this one. In fact, the town I reside in is extremely isolated. It is located in a bowl sort of terrain and is surrounded by mountains. I have heard rumors of people failing to return from hikes into the mountains. My curiosity of those places is extremely large. I actually do plan on taking a small trip into the mountains.
I checked my watch, it indicated half past four. I decided that it was necessary to return to my house. The route was rather short since my house is located close to the park I was previously at. I took an ambiguous pathway to my backyard. Let's just say that I'd rather not attract attention. The duration of the trip took ten minutes, and I was back at my cottage.
My house is a small house. It consists of three rooms: a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen/living area. The furniture is simple which is fitting considering the fact that I lead a simple life. I walked in through the back door. The top of the threshold of the door bore the inscription: "Jason Ulster Residence." The name, Jason Ulster, refers to my name. I passed through the door and sat down in a small recliner. The room was a plain room. The walls were sheet rock walls coated with green paint. The floor was a fine brown carpet, and the ceiling was a flat plaster ceiling. There was a light fixture in it which produced a white light which illuminated the entirety of the room. There was a television in front of the recliner, it worked fine. The kitchen consisted of a refrigerator and freezer combination, an oven, a microwave, multiple cabinets, and an island with a granite countertop. On the island is where I prepared the food and consumed it. In the bedroom, the design was identical with the same colored walls, floors, and ceiling. A twin sized bed sat in the corner of the room and a dresser full of plain and unremarkable clothes sat opposite to it. The room had a light and fan in the ceiling. The bathroom was connected to it. Inside was the same equipment found in any standard issue bathroom: a toilet, a shower, and a sink with a mirror above it. All of the rooms in the house had windows.
I proceeded to the kitchen to produce a ham and cheese sandwich. The ingredients were all present in the refrigerator so gathering them was no hassle. After the completion of the sandwich, I sat down in the recliner and engaged the television. The only content that was available was useless propaganda. As soon as I finished eating my ham and cheese sandwich, I gathered together some supplies and set my alarm for one o'clock in the morning. I would venture out to the mountains by my house.
That night, I woke up two hours prematurely. I was unsure of the cause, but I believe it had something to do with the ambient room temperature being freezing cold. This was rather perplexing, it was the middle of spring and my house does have heating which I did engage before going to bed. I simply grabbed some extra blankets from the closet, but as I returned to my bed, I saw something move outside the window. I unwisely set the blankets down and walked towards the window. As I got to my destination, I peered out only to be met by two glowing yellow eyes. The shock sent me flying back towards my bed and under the covers. The two eyes passed to the left of the window, towards my front door. I immediately slipped under my bed and waited silently.
A few minutes passed until I heard a tremendous bang at my front door. This startled me greatly and I had to cover my mouth to avoid making any sounds in case a sliver of my anxiety should escape through that route. Soon after, another bang was heard which shook the house a little. A third bang followed, and I heard a cracking noise indicating that the front door had given way. Terror gripped my body and I began trembling all over. The door to my room suddenly swung open making a banging noise of its own when it impacted the wall behind it. I was hoping to get a better view of the creature, probably pokemon, which entered my house, but an icy fog obstructed my vision from passing the threshold of my bedroom door. The two yellow eyes were visible and they moved towards me accompanied by heavy footsteps. Fear paralyzed me, I grabbed on to the supports of the bed for dear life.
The creature stopped and spoke in a very coarse voice, "I know what you plan to do, human. This is your warning!"
I barely had to voice, but I managed to ask, "Who are you?" in an audible voice.
"Who I am isn't important!" it responded in a cryptic fashion. It then left my eyesight. The fog soon dispersed, and the ambient temperature returned to normal. I got up on the top of my bed and hid under the covers.
"Not tonight," I stammered to myself. I deactivated my alarm and went to sleep with the hopes of waking up very late into the morning.
Morning arrived and so did a warm beam of sunlight through my window. I observed the digits on my clock read "9:00 A.M." I suppose it was rather lucky on my part to wake up on the hour. I also guess that it was lucky I encountered that entity. I realized that I did not have sufficient materials to complete an exploration with minimal risk to my wellbeing. I do plan to prepare for the journey which I'll be taking tonight. Firstly though, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, I must escape my bed. The incident at night left me completely void of any usable energy at the moment, and my bed felt most welcoming. I commenced a psychological campaign in my head while I physically attempted to break free of its grasp.
I employed the tactic of a quick rise from lying down to standing up. Unfortunately, I experienced the side effect of dizziness and loss of vision. This almost brought me down, but I stood erect, determined to not allow such a minor bodily mechanic impede my day. The struggle was eventually over, I had arisen from my bed. I proceeded to the other areas of my home to commence my morning routine, but also to inspect for evidence confirming the visit of the creature.
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