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Chapter 2: Here In SlateportCategory: (general)
Saturday, 29 May 2010
08:36:51 PM (GMT)
It was a good thing I didn't waste time getting onto the ship. Shortly after I had
situated myself into a comfortable position I head voices and footsteps getting
close. The adrenalin I had felt earlier that night came rushing back.

The voices weren't quite close enough for me to be able to hear their words clearly
through the wall. I tried to creep close to the wall so I could hear, but as I began
scooting around, the engine started and the floor lurched. It was a sickening
feeling. Cruise ships don't lurch that way, but of course, this was no cruise ship.

I crawled back to my comfy corner and put my head between my knees as I tried to cure
my sudden seasickness. I should have packed some ginger tea! Since I didn't have any
ginger tea I would have to do what I could. What do I know about seasickness? It's
caused by seeing unsteady, wobbly things... If I close my eyes, I may feel better. I
laid on my back and closed my eyes. It was probably the best thing I could have done.
Falling asleep in the gently rocking ship didn't take five minutes.

Everything was still when I awoke. The ship wasn't rocking, did that mean we had
docked somewhere? I got up slowly. If I listened closely I could hear the faint
sounds of the ocean. I pressed my ear against the nearest wall. There were no voices
or footsteps.

"We must have reached land!" I almost yelled.

I looked around the small room in which I hid during the journey. It seemed more
roomy in there. Maybe I had just gotten used to being confined to the small area, but
something was different.

I ran out of the room and onto the deck. The sun was blazing high in the sky, white
bird Pokemon were flying around, and the harbor was brimming with people. A man
walking onto the ship saw me and slowly made his way to where I was standing.

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