The Great Pokemon Conspiracies:
~The Old Chateau~
Chapter Five: Whispers from the Dead
Meanwhile, a good distance away in Hearthome City, a woman stood, tall and elegant, in front of a rather large bowl filled with water. She was surrounded by a dozen or so candles, and a Gengar stood behind her, being the only other 'living' thing in the darkened room. The candlelight shone in its eyes and bounced off the glittering sequins of the woman's elegant purple floor-length dress.
"DeepSeaScale of a Gorebyss."
An elegant arm reached out and sprinkled some pink scales into the bowl. Mysteriously, the scales whirled around in the water, as if they were stuck in a hurricane.
"DeepSeaTooth of a Huntail."
More ingredients were put into the bowl.
"Scale of a Dragonair...
Tentacle of a Tangrowth...
Petal of a Meganium...
Some electrified furs of a Pikachu...
And last but not least, poison of a Gengar."
She produced a small vial filled with a strange purple substance. She opened it and gently let one drop fall into the bowl. Immediately smoke puffed into the air above the concoction. The candlelight flickered.
"...And with this I contact the world of the dead."
The woman's eyes were shut, and slowly but surely a picture of a little girl was forming in her mind. She was happily playing around in a garden, playing tag with the butterflies.
Blue skies.
Laughter.
And as fast as it had come, it went.
The picture dissolved and disappeared.
The woman had failed again.
"No!" She moaned, falling to her knees on the floor despite her sophisticated-looking dress.
Another séance gone, another séance failed. Even her reputation and status as the Ghost-type Gym Leader and her familiarity with anything undead hadn't helped her contact the dearly departed.
But then she paused. She may not have been able to talk to those beyond the grave, but she did get something else. She had a feeling in her gut, a heavy sense of foreboding. It was almost like a vision.
Something, somewhere far away, just wasn't right.
Her eyes opened wide, white all around the pupils, like those of someone screaming in silent fear.
She knew what it was.
...The candles in the room flickered out, leaving her and Gengar in complete darkness.