Journal Entry, Day 12, Arutomare General Hospital, 8:42 AM

Well, healthcare here is top notch. Should be out of here, at the latest, tomorrow. Must be all that Pokemon Center technology repurposed for human use. I assume. Actually, then again...was there a Center here? I didn't even know. Eh, I'll worry about that later.

But, if anyone ever reads this, you won't want to know about my recovery. You want to know what the heck went on in that garden. Or...wherever I was. I was blindfolded when I was brought there, so I didn't know exactly where I was. Even if I did, I couldn't get out, not with Latios still guarding my cell.

I didn't really know how much time had passed, either. I think it was about ten hours in. If I was losing track of time, I couldn't imagine what it's like for anyone who's imprisoned for a long time. Honestly, I didn't know how long I'd be there, either.

When I did wake up again, everything was sore, especially my abdomen and sides. Probably from getting kneed and kicked so much. I tried to get up from the bed and fell over, clutching my middle. It hurt to stay still, much less to move. I probably would struggle to get out of here even without some powerful being guarding my cell. You know, because the locked, bulletproof, shatter resistant bar-free wall and door wasn't enough. This Bianca was paranoid to the extreme, wasn't she?

Whoever this Bianca was, though, from what I gathered, she was worried about these 'Latis', Latios and Latias, going extinct. I really don't know why she'd think I had anything to do with trying to do something to them, though. If I was trying to gather intel or kill these things, I was pretty ill-equipped to do either one. Aside from the scuba gear, at least. Maybe diving in those waterways wasn't such a hot idea. I certainly got an experience I'll never forget there, just not the kind you'd normally want from a vacation.

My unhealthy dose of hospitality there wasn't done yet, though. I'd had only a couple of hours awake before I heard someone coming down the hall. Bianca again. I visibly recoiled as I saw her again. "Ah, you're awake."

"No, leave me alone!" I yelled. I was still shaken from last time. Having someone run electricity through you tends to make you have a bad view of someone. To my dismay, though, the door opened. I expected Latios to grab me, but Bianca came in, instead, forcing my hands behind my back, smacking my head against the cell wall, hard, making me black out for a second. God, that hurt, made me disoriented, too.

"Funny...I'd have thought you had a less physical way of subduing people." I muttered as Bianca dragged me along.

"Just be thankful it wasn't metal bars." she replied dryly. Before I knew it, I was strapped to that same table again. Hard to keep track of what was going on when you get your head impacted on a wall, no matter what it's made out of.

"Oh, Goddamnit..." I muttered.

Bianca only looked at me strangely. "Great, now he's muttering gibberish." she said to herself. "Never mind, I'll leave you strapped there for a little while. Then we'll have a little talk..." she said, putting a emphasis on that last sentence, especially those last couple of words, getting right near my face as she said it, before leaving. Thank heavens she left. Latios was still standing there, though.

"Really? Okay, seriously, you really think I can escape from all of this?" I said. Latios just huffed at me, still keeping guard. This Latios was just as paranoid as Bianca was. Maybe that's where he got it from.

Though, after a little while, I was actually starting to doze off. Then the sound of an electric arc woke me up. That horrible, horrible sound of a taser in 'drive stun' mode. Well, 'woke me up' is understating it. My eyes shot open and I was screaming, and it hadn't even touched me yet.

"You sound alert enough to talk, so I suggest you start." Bianca said, not running the taser, but putting it near me.

"I-I don't know what's going on. I was just sightseeing. Just taking pictures. The creatures here are walking around, there's...nothing wrong with...pictures..." I was stuttering and really nervous. I felt a sharp pain shoot through my arm, making me gasp and clench, I starting to spasm as she held it there, before she finally took it off.

"I told you already to cut this bullshit act. I'm sick and tired of your little 'tourist' game. No tourist goes scuba diving in public waterways, no tourist is as nosy as you are."

"You'd be surprised...gah!" Another shock, right to my chest, mercifully shorter this time.

"Give me some damn information!"

Finally, I decided to try something else. "What happened to make you this way?"

She glared at me. That...didn't look good, she speaking in a very aggravated tone. "What...?"

"Your conversation. Something that happened. About how you couldn't take any chances any more."

She paused for a moment. I thought I'd gotten to her, but then she just yelled. "How dare you bring that up!" she turned something on the taser before zapping me with it again. Normally, drive tasing isn't supposed to immobilize someone, but this was sending me into powerful convulsions. I hope I never, ever feel pain like that again in my entire life. I was gasping and whimpering after that shock. "How do you know anything about that?"

"Agh...unh, maybe you should make your cells soundproof. I don't know anything about it other than what you were talking about to that older man."

"You mean my grandfather."

"Well, I didn't see anything or hear all that much, so I didn't know who it was...Bianca."

"What? You're not supposed to know who I am..."

"So I don't start thinking my captor's a real person? Building fear so I'll say something to sate you and give you an excuse to do more to me? Torture only does so much. You might get false info out of someone who hasn't done anything, just to get things to stop."

She yelled out. "Aaaagh! Shut up about me and start talking!" The taser visibly sparked before she jabbed it against me, sending me yelling and slamming against the table I was strapped to in violent convulsions again. I didn't think I'd be feeling pain like that any time soon. My vision was a bit blurry, I on the verge of passing out. "Gnnnh...stop...stop, please..." I gasped.

"Not until you tell me what's going on!"

"There's...there's nothing...going on..." I was breathing heavily, struggling to get my words out at this point.

Bianca was practically growling at me at that point. This girl was getting downright insane. "For the love of Arceus, why don't you just talk already!" she yelled really angrily.

"Because there's nothing to-ack!" I got slammed in the head with the handle of the taser in her rage, my head slumping down, vision fading a bit again. "Nngh...my head...cranberry chocolate sundae..." I muttered.

"Why doesn't he just talk?" Bianca muttered to herself. "Latios, take him away." I heard her walk away as the restraints lifted, I too weak to do anything but slump into Latios' grip, sleep's embrace (or something similar to it) taking me again as I was dragged to my cell once more.

Thank heavens I'm here at the medical center now. Ugh, what a way to spend a vacation, recovering from injury sustained by Pokemon and a crazy woman. Well, that's not very nice, but sheesh. Speaking of sleep, I should do that, get some more sleep. Later, there's more to tell.