Deciding that lingering around Pallet Town for any reason is a bad idea, you make the bold choice of diving off the side of the shore, straight into the seawater. At least you won't have to worry about hitting your head on the bottom! The moment you splash down into the salty water, you find yourself regretting your decision A powerful wave s pushes you back, sending you crashing into the shear rock cliff that is Pallet Town's seashore. Now mere inches away from where you start, you take the opportunity to try to clamber your way up the slick, wet rock wall, only to find that it's too high for you to pull yourself out of the waves. It seems you've been locked into continuing this route, however precarious a path it may be.
You kick off away from the rock wall and push your way forward across the water, thankful that you know how to swim You swim forward across the sea, your tiny form not looking too different from a discarded piece of bread bobbing in the water. You can only hope that you'll prove to be a bit more mobile than one! A modest wave, magnified to something large enough to give you pause, heads your way. You are assailed by the wave once more, pushed back again, but not so much so that your progress has been erased. Yes, at this rate you should be able to make your way forward along the route, long though the odds may be.
But even if your tiny form is more mobile than a piece of bread bobbing in the water, it is likely no less appetizing to wildlife. In flinging yourself into the waters of route 21, you have offered yourself as buffet-line morsel for any maritime predator great or small to claim. Will you really be able to survive the journey to Cinnabar...?
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