"Urgh… My neck."

I get up, and look around. The entire surrounding area is… strange, to say the least. The colors are constantly shifting through the visible spectrum, with a number of soft white bands at eye level. The ground below me matches the… walls, maybe? Of the area. There doesn't appear to be a sky either, for that matter. The aforementioned floor feels like tile, smooth and cold. Apparently, my shoes are missing, which is why I can feel the ground in the first place. In regards to that, most of my gear is gone as well. All I have is a light tee shirt and a pair of gym shorts. Needless to say, I'm confused.

"So… Where am I?"

Silence.

"Well, fantastic. Most of my stuff is gone, I'm in some place that looks like a rainbow snow globe or something, I have no clue how to get out, and nobody to help me out."

I look around for another moment, then pick a direction and start walking. After what seems like approximately 200 feet, I bump into a glassy, invisible plane. I feel around for an edge or a fault of some sort, but there doesn't seem to be one. The pane actually feels similar to that of a Light Screen or a Reflect. I pause, thinking for a moment. That's when I hear it.

"Hello. You need not be alarmed."

I whirl around, looking for the source of the voice. To my disappointment, I find nothing.

"Do not waste your time searching for me. We have more important matters to discuss."

That statement confuses me.

"More important matters? What exactly is going on, anyways?"

The voice, thankfully, is more than happy to indulge me.

"What is happening, young one, is that you are about to enter a whole world, foreign to you. A world inhabited solely by pokémon."

This part confuses me.

"Just Pokémon? But I'm a human. I would stick out like a sore thumb."

The voice chuckles a little.

"I know. We need to determine what form to send you in. Now let me see… Oh! Apparently, you've already been assigned a particular species to go as."

My reply is obvious. "What form is it?"

The answer doesn't help.

"You'll see when you arrive, won't you?"

This annoys me a bit, admittedly.

"So… can I go?"

The strange voice replies, "Of course, young one. We were just about done anyways."

There is one thing I have to ask out of curiosity.

"Will I see you again?"

One last reply from the voice.

"Assuming all goes well, yes."

After the voice fades, there's a lurching feeling in my stomach, followed by a blackout. Then, nothing