Misty stared at Ash. He seemed... lifeless. Misty sighed. She was tired of waiting. She got an idea. I'll call Harvard Pilgrim, she thought. She picked up the telephone and dialed Harvard Pilgrim's number.
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"Hello? It's an emergency. We have an unconcious boy in this room. You must check on him!" Misty hung up the phone. Brock came in. "Onix can tke us there," he explained. "Okay!" Misty exclaimed as she picked up Ash.
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"Onix, return now!" Brock ordered as he and Misty walked into Harvard Pilgrim. They saw a bed. There was a sign that said "Reserved for Ash Ketchum." So Misty and Brock went in.
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Misty saw a bed and laid Ash on it. She pulled the covers and the bedspread over him. A tear trickled down her cheek. Will he be okay? Will he?
Will he? Stay tune for next!