When I opened my eyes, I could tell something wasn't right. For one, I swore I slept in Garrett's house yet I woke up somewhere else. Surveying my surroundings, I was in an extremely messy room. Clothes were strewn all over the place and there wasn't a single clean spot. I was laying on the bed and there was something vaguely brown sleeping there too. He was so dirty and his fur so rough, it's as if he hadn't showered in ages. What worried me more was the bed. Or more specifically, the pillow. It was stained over and over with dried blood.
"Oh, you're awake." The brown figure turned towards me- Wait. I'd recognize that face anywhere...
"T-tony...?"
"Yeah? What?" He responded in such a passive tone but... His face was messed up. Full of slash marks, his eyes were closed but more dried blood formed a patch from them to the bottom of his face.
"Y-your face...W-what...-"
"What happened?...I went insane. I didn't want to see anything anymore so I..." Are you trying to tell me...he did this to himself?! Something's wrong! I got off the bed and dashed out of the room. I had to find someone I knew! It took me a few seconds of running to realize I was in the dorms. If that's the case, my room should be the first place.
Upon reaching there, I hesitantly knocked on the door. What should I be expecting...?
"Who is it?" That voice...It was Cameron. Wait, what were Tony and Cameron still doing here? I thought they moved already?
"I-It's...me. Cameron, do you know-" His response was almost instantaneous. He slammed the door open, eyes red with rage.
"YOU!"
"C-Cameron...? Wai- Ack!" He grabbed me by the neck and held me against the wall.
"What do you want...? After everything that's happened, you still dared to talk to me...?"
"W-wait...I-I don't..."
"...Tch." He let me go and I struggled to regain my breath. "Don't talk to me or Tony again. You've already done enough." With that, he slammed the door on me.
I don't get it... What's even happening...? Nothing's making sense...
"Hey, mister, are you alright?" Turning my head, I saw a familiar Kyurem.
"Kyle...?"
"Yes? I think."
"You think?"
"The people in coats told me I had am-knee-siah?"
"...Amnesia? So...you don't remember anything?"
"No... I didn't even remember my name. I only know I'm Kyle because that's what they told me...Wait, do you know?! Can you tell me about me?!"
"...I don't know."
"Huh?"
"Sorry, I just can't." How could I tell him anything...? I was barely comprehending the situation I was in...
"Alright... See ya again, mister." He then walked off dejectedly. Where else can I try to find out what happened...? ...Arland's office. Running all the way there made me find out something. I don't have a lot of stamina. Normally, I could run laps around the campus. But now...I could barely run down stairs without losing my breath. Dreading the next encounter, I knocked on the door.
No response. Upon opening the door, I saw Arland sleeping on his couch. I'd never even seem his use it. My thoughts were interrupted by a soft sob.
"D-don't...go...Cuny..."
I slowly closed the door. From what he was like, either Cuny dumped him, which was highly unlikely, or he...died. What was this messed up world?!
Gulping, I went to check Garrett's place... I rang the doorbell, hoping for a response. I got alright. A Kyurem that looked older than Kyle opened the door.
"Oh. Ummmmm... Talking to Garrett now might be a bad idea."
"I...still want to see him."
"...sighs Your choice, kid."
Walking in, I saw that the place had been renovated a bit. Reaching the living room, I was met with the stares of Garrett, Junior and two other people I didn't know.
"Dad!" Junior went up and gave me a hug. I was going to return the hug when my arm was grabbed and Junior was forced away.
"You..."
"Garrett..."
"I'm disappointing in you. I thought you were smarter than that. But now...I don't even want to look at you." He let go of my arm and pointed to the door. "Leave."
"But Papa...-"
"Enough, Junior! I want him to leave!"
"...I get it. Sorry Junior." I accepted that I wouldn't be welcome here and left. Where...else could I even go...? Looking over at the hill, I saw that mansion Seje always wanted to get. Maybe I could find something if I went there. Going up the hill was a trouble, but I finally reached it. I knocked the door but when I didn't get a reply, I opened the door myself.
Inside wasn't as dusty as outside. Actually, it looked really clean.
"Seje? You here?" I waited a while...but eventually gave up. Just as I tuned around, he spoke.
"You're here." His voice was a lot...more serious. Turning around, I spotted my uncle.
"Seje...What's going on...? Tony slashed his own face apart, Cameron hates me for some reason, Kyle has amnesia, Cuny seems to be dead and Garrett hates my guts too!"
"...Do you really want me to tell you...?" I gulped before nodding. "You...went into a weird coma-like state. To be accurate, it was a bit like you were a zombie. You'd always return to Arland's office. No matter what we tried to keep you away, you always ended up there. Tony and Cameron both thought you only wanted to spend time with Arland. Tony went insane with the thought and scratched his eyes out. Cameron holds a deep grudge against you for doing that to Tony. I'm not sure how, but your coma-like state made Kyle lose his memories. Garrett was enraged you managed to let all this happen. But...who's Cuny?"
...huh? No...nononononononono, none of this could be right. Everything...everything was going fine! I had one last question...
"Who am I?"
"Huh? You're...Adam. Why?" I don't get it. Nothing made sense. That's it. This has to be a dream. This is all just one bad dream and I'm just dreaming...
"Is that your wish?"
"Bullet! Bullet, wake up!" I was shaken awake by a familiar red form.
"G-Garrett...?"
"Bullet! You're awake. Thank Arceus. You were screaming and writhing in your sleep! Are you okay?"
"...Y-yeah..." I quickly hugged Garrett. "You...won't leave me, right...?"
"I wouldn't dare." Somehow...I doubted that. Almost as much as I doubted...how real this world was.