"Well, that's it for me." You shove the sweat off of your forehead. "W-what now?" Cries the Gatomon. "And now, we must return to our original starting location," clarifies a small Noctowl. At those words, you turn around to return to where you started, but before you have a chance the intercom crackles to life with a painful buzzing noise.
"You will not return to your dorm. Defy this order, and i will trap all 14 of you in this small confined cell you call a 'room'!" Half of the group shudders at the outburst, but the stubborn squirtle remains defiant.
"So be it! Who's up next?!" The small pokemon yells at the ceiling.
"See for your self..." The tentamon purrs. At his suggestion (or rather, command), you and the group head into a long, narrow hallway. There appear to be two doors. One appears to be a paleolithic painting of what looks like a guilmon and a well detailed artist's sketch of... A squirtle! "Choose! Quickly! My other prisoners have discovered that it does not bode well to waste my time!" Thinking fast, you quickly point to...
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