Caterpie was sitting in a (chair) staring at its surroundings.
This was the first time it had been in a room. Apparently now it had a new body. It didn't yet fully realize it, but on a subconscious level that much was quite clear.
From ancient times, Pokemon have been known to possess intelligence similar to that of humans. Even a simple Pokemon like Caterpie could figure out what kind of situation it was currently in. The weight of the situation was still unsettling. Suddenly unexplained fear paralyzed Caterpie's body. Flashbacks of the red bird tearing its body apart flickered before the eyes. The Caterpie started urinating out of fear. A messy smelly puddle flowed into the cloth fabric of the (chair) seat under the Caterpie's body on the (chair).
It immediately hopped off the (chair) bruising its (knees) in the process, and rushed to to corner of the room sitting down as quietly as possible trying to shrink down in order to be unnoticed. Caterpie, all curled up and trembling, sat in the corner for about 15 minutes.
The (walls) were unbearable. It felt as if they were going to crush in and squash its body. The (walls) were everywhere. Up, down, left right. The sun was nowhere to be seen. Was this...what happened to all Pokemon after their death? The smell, the nasty smell in this awful place. It was unfamiliar. It was like nothing Caterpie had ever experienced before, but the smell of this awful place mixed with the fresh smell of its urine on the nearby (chair)...It was nerve wrecking. The awful (hospital shirt) that it was wearing - whatever this thing was, Caterpie rolled over on the floor and furiously threw itself at the walls and moved its arms intensely fidgeting until it managed to tear apart the strange shed, letting it "shed off" as the Caterpie's body was finally free from any restraints. It could barely control its new body - it was heavy, dirty, inconvenient, weak and fragile, not too mention it was way too sensitive to pain.
Suddenly the door opened and the (nurse) returned. With another woman. They immediately felt the awful smell of urine. They saw a young blonde girl about the age of 18 with blue eyes standing near the corner activley sweating and breathing. A torn apart hospital shirt was lying at her legs. The naked girl gave off an impression of a primal creature of the likes of Tarzan.
"Hello. My name is Clara Houseman. I am your psychiatrist. Your parents have-" The (woman) tried to introduce herself, but was interrupted by a loud, aggressive look.
The girl was staring at the people with animal fear in its eyes.
"Jane...Those eyes...That look in her eyes. It's not human." The psychiatrist said as she started carefully approaching the girl step by step.
"CATERPIE!" The girl cried out, obviously scared and stressed.
"You just need some treatment, okay?" The nurse said, putting her hands forward.
