a noctowl and a hooded figure with a face too securely hidden to see walk into the chamber you are trapped in. "here he is, master. a perfect Raichu." you begin to whimper, almost ready to beg. the hooded figure bends down to reach in his pocket, and in a split second, you see a tiny nametag: L. Bing. that was your first clue. the bag was full of soft, yet dusty feathers. that was your second clue. "i think i will start with... the-"
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