You were reading the description, the oh so long description, of Pokéskin Hunting when you finally got to the bottom.
'I'm not going to remember all that!' You thought to yourself. 'Fuck it, I'll look it up again when I need to.'
Upon starting the interactive, you felt your eyes getting heavy and you couldn't stop them from closing.
As you came back to consciousness, there was something tickling your nose. It turned out to be blades of grass because, somehow, you found yourself in a forest.
You got up, groaning all the way, to find yourself naked. "Shit! What the hell happened to-" You stopped yourself as you remembered the description. "No. Oh, what the fuck? What the fuck?! What the fuck?!"
You were rightfully freaking out from what was happening when you recalled something else. "Knife." You started looking around. "There's meant to be a knife. Where's the fucking knife?!"
There was a glimmer in a nearby bush. Checking it out, you saw the dagger mentioned. "OK, now I need to find a pokémon."
You walked as quietly as you could though the forest, looking for a pokémon, any pokémon, to cover yourself with.
After a bit of searching, you saw a pokémon sleeping by a tree.
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