Hey guys. I don't know how long it's been but I realised something this summer... I miss writing Pokemon fanfictions! D8 So I decided to get back behind the computer. I actually decided a while ago but then my computer crashed and whatnot...

So I'm a little rusty again, please forgive me that this is a really REALLY short chapter. As well, forgive me that I quit on you guys. I dunno, sorry.

Chapter twenty two

Dream City: Log two
White

Today was horrible. My back was sore and my head hurt.

Keith, N, and I had stayed the night in Dream City, in a small inn for the time being, and the morning wasn't good for me...

First, the day started with a refreshing, and forcible, wake up by Dibby who decided to jump on me while I slept. To top off that ice cream treat, I wasn't in my bed... I was on the floor. I must have fallen out of bed during my sleep.

Then, N had to be bright eyed and awake because he decided to come in, singing away, and help me open my eyes, Keith joining him.

After, of course, I went out... To just get lost. It so happens to be that I left my Xtransceiver with N... Wonderful.

So here I am, lost in the middle of nowhere...

But then... A familiar voice appeared to save me.

"White!" a yell was heard. I was expecting someone like Keith or N. No...

A young brunette female. Short but reckless with a burning attitude.

"May...? What are you doing here?" I asked, concerned. She made it through Dream City's barrier and kept her memories intact. Sure, N, Keith, and I did, but... Yeah.

May was out of breath, it looked like she had probably been running all over just looking for me. Her hair was a bit messy and her clothes were tattered.

"White, look." she said, her one hand on my shoulder for support while the other held out a piece of paper. It was addressed to me.

I took the note and gave myself a moment to read it.

Dear White.

You are walking on a path with no happy end. What will come to you? You are happy, aren't you? You don't want to loose your lifestyle, do you? Your story can only end one way. If you go home, you will live without the one you will fall in love with. If you stay, you will slowly die away without anyone knowing. You will regret your decision, and you will try to regain your options. Will it work? How are you to even choose? What would you rather? Think wisely, your choice may become everything to you.

What...? I didn't understand. Who wrote this?

There was no other text. Who was this? I was a bit scared.

"May, where did you find this?" I asked. May wasn't the kind of person to lie, it's not like she forged this note.

"I found it in the fire pit. The night after you left and have been tracking you since."

The fire pit...? How did tat make sense? No one could get in the barrier, and it would be singed, right? The fire was almost always burning.

Would the others be pulling this prank? They wouldn't risk the danger of forgetting their memories though, would they?

"So what does it say?" May had curious and anxious sound in her voice.

"I... Don't know..." I simply said. It didn't make sense. It was saying... I'd be unhappy but... I didn't know.

An awkward silence passed us.

Suddenly, May's jaw widened. I wondered what was wrong.

Hope you enjoyed, and sorry again.