CHAPTER 3
Six hours later, Brock awoke in a hospital room viewing a nurse studying his papers.
"What... what happened?" Brock asked, not fully comprehending the situation.
"Oh good, you're awake!" the nurse replied.
"Ya, but what happened?" Brock asked again.
"Well, you mysteriously appeared on the Cianwood Beach earlier today, we're not exactly sure how you got there, but..."
"I was thrown here by an explosion in the Goldenrod Hotel," Brock interrupted.
"Oh, is that so? Well, after you arrived at the hospital, you were taken into surgery and they cleansed and stitched your head wound and then they fixed your arm so it's back to normal. You will be free to go in the morning," the nurse finished.
"Ah. So, were there any other mysterious appearances around here?" Brock asked in high hopes.
"Yes, one other, but this was a Pokemon," the nurse responded with.
"Well, what was it?" Brock asked quickly and rather anxiously.
"A Glaceon, it just had a couple of bruises but we decided to keep it overnight just to be safe," the nurse happily stated.
"A Glaceon you say? My sister Cindy has a Glaceon! It must be hers! May I see it?" Brock inquired.
"I don't see why not," she said sweetly.
The nurse helped Brock out of his bed and walked him to Glaceon's room. Brock looked cautiously into the room.
"Glaceon?" Brock asked in a hushed tone.
"Gla?" Glaceon looked at Brock with peaked curiosity for a moment and then realized who it was staring at.
"Gla! Gla, Gla!" Glaceon ran over and jumped onto Brock and licked him happily.
"Glaceon! You're OK! I hope everyone else is, too. Tomorrow morning we'll go and search for them, OK?"
"Gla!" Glaceon replied with as it gave a large smile to Brock.