CHAPTER THREE: Down The Rabbit Hole
Another strange thing is that all the equipment bared the legendary symbol. The worst of all is that when you step into this evil sanctum, you bear the mark on your left hand, sometimes on the right, it was different for everyone. Evil ones, by Red's logic, must be unaffected by the aura.
"Tick, tick, tick," went a noise emitting from above. It seemed like it was coming from the bright, red button they were completely oblivious to. "My freakin' gosh!" Justin said rather loudly, being rude to the completely silent shadow all around them, "There's a big button, right there." He pointed to the button. "Do not push," It read. "Better not push it, Red." Red instinctively pushed it, for lack of better judgment of consequences which might occur. There popped out another, smaller red button which said, "Do not push."
Button after button, minute after minute, push after push, he came upon a green button saying, "You've got guts, kid." "THREE…TWO…ONE…" And they fell; they fell in complete silence. Not one thing except death ran through their mind. And they hit; they hit softly against a large cushion. Soft or not; painful or not, they felt hopeless. Hopeless or not, they trudged into the dark path.
Soon a fork appeared and they wondered what to do, "Should we split?" Red asked. "Yes, might as well." "Justin, take Arce-" Red looked around for an Arceus that wasn't there. Red walked in silence towards the right path while Justin took the left. After twenty minutes of nothing abnormal came a left turn, which was just ahead of a right turn in Justin's path.
They both thought that they meet each other when passing through the turns but were disappointed when they didn't see each other.
Hours of walking, running, and resting seemed to loop continuously. When Re was about to turn back he heard Channy's voice, "Red, come forth."