Gertrude stomped through the darkness. She continually ran into walls and tripped over rocks, grunting every time she fell. She tore at least three holes into her fur coat, and cut her self multiple times. She was extremely cold and her wet coat did nothing to keep her warm. The only thing that kept her going in the darkness was determination. Determination, to find the gold and silver Pokeball and to find the exit.
Gertrude tripped over a rock. She grunted again and got up, hearing several stitches tear in her coat. She picked up the rock she tripped over. It was smooth, and Gertrude wasn't certain it was a rock because her fingers found a groove that touched a warm fleshy part inside. She didn't think anything of it and hurled it behind her. "Shellder!" it shrieked in a high pitch voice as it landed on the cave floor. The echoes in the cave distorted the word.
"What was that?" she asked. She turned around and continued on her way. She didn't rely on her Pokemon to give her light or guide her around with their night vision, because none of them could. She bumped her shoulder into a rock that jutted out from the wall and the smacked her face into a cold iron ladder.
Gertrude smiled and felt somewhat accomplished. She grabbed the freezing bars and started to climb up. She hit her head on the ceiling and fell down to the ground. She got up and rubbed her head. "I guess it leads down," she said, spitefully. She grabbed the metal bars again and climbed down. As she climbed down, she felt something brush past her ear. She looked around, but knew that she couldn't even see her hand if she put it directly in front of her face.
When Gertrude thought she was far enough down, she jumped off the ladder and heard something crack. One foot was not level with another and she knew she had broken the heal of her shoe. She roared with raging fury. She took off both shoes and threw them into the darkness. When she calmed down, she sighed as she realized she could probably never find them. Gertrude embarked on her journey again, feeling every pebble and jagged stone that cut into her feet.
Gertrude felt another thing brush past her ear. She stopped and waited. It came by her again, this time landing on her coat. She could only guess what it was. Another came and landed on her. Then another, and another, and another. "Zubat," one moaned. She knew what a Zubat was and she hated them. One by one, they accumulated on her. Her bottom lip was trembling out of control. A tear came to one eye, and she let out an ear piercing scream that seemed to cut through the cave's walls like a heated knife through butter. She flung her arms in the air and ran away, letting the Zubat swarm after her in an angry mob.
Gertrude ran into a wall and staggered backwards. She felt the wall like a mad man looking for it to end. The screeching of the swarming Zubat was close behind her. She found the break in the wall and ran, bumping into the turns of the cave. After running around one corner, she saw what looked like three Magnetites grouped together. A dimly glowing lit emanated from them. She squinted at them, still running. The Magnetites let out an electric shock. An entire lake was revealed by the electricity. She tried to stop but ended up slipping into it. There was another bright flash, but it didn't come from the direction of the Magnetites, it came from the direction she had just come through. She was losing consciousness when a hand grabbed her and pulled her out of the water.