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Jackie was surprisingly well-rested; she would need to take a bath soon, to get rid of the sweat and dirt she had accumulated, but she wasn't tired. She was actually a morning person.
She saw Snow in her tent and didn't think too much of it at first; Charles probably just left her out, and she wandered in. No big deal. She turned to Carrie, though, and saw that she was stressed out over something.
"Uh, Carrie? Did you have, like, a bad dream or something?"
"I appreciate the concern, Charles, but this is a mission of the utmost importance. We all agreed that we were willing to face life-threatening dangers. We can get through without being reckless. Besides-" Ray shook his head, the vague memories of that unnerving dream seeping through. "I'm almost completely certain not going to Cerulean would be worse."
"Wait, we're not going to Mount Moon?"
Greg's not exactly a morning person.
He then looked at Greg. "If we want to live, then no, we aren't going to Mt Moon"
"Charles is presenting a case for not going, or at the very least to find another route." Ray said. "His dream... while intriguing and I've learned not to ignore omens, but this is hardly consequential proof and getting to Cerulean is imperative."
Looking at Charles, Ray responded. "And we can't do anything from this side of Mt. Moon. We need to try at the very least."
Greg nods. "Right. We have to get to Cerulean...how much time do you think we'd lose if we went around?"
Carrie nodded. "Yeah. I think. But it didn't feel like a dream. It was like... a vision or something." She fumbled around inside her bag for her glasses case. "Not that I know what a vision or whatever actually feels like."
"Was it anything like what Charles was rambling about yesterday night? He worried me a bit."
"Presuming such a route exists." Ray said. "Do you know of one, Greg?"
"Ah, n-no, I don't..."
Ray sighed. "Greg, would you please rouse the ladies? They might know a solution and should be a part of this discussion as well."
Carrie nodded thoughtfully. "I think so. I think... I think I saw the end of the world. There were a lot of Pokemon I saw that I didn't recognize... I think they were legendaries. Some of them were dead. There was a woman, in a cave on Mt. Silver, I think. She said that she needed help. And a different woman, with a Gardevoir." She stopped. It kind of sounded like she was rambling. She took a deep breath.
"It was all very confusing. But... I think it's important. I feel like I should tell the others."
Greg nods, then steps out of the tent and walks over to the other one.
"Hey, are you two up?"
"Hmm. Well, both of these things sound very . . . this should probably be mentioned to the others." Just then, Jackie heard Greg outside the tent.
"We're up, Greg. What's happenin'?" She put her sweatshirt back on and walked out of the tent.
"Trying to figure out what to do."
She grabbed her jacket and walked out.
Jackie rubbed her eyes. "And . . . why wouldn't we go to Mt. Moon, Charles? That was part of the plan from the start. What's stopping us now?"
"Who's that?" Jackie was going to need more information if she was to have this discussion.
"The most peacable solution would be an alternate route but I'm not certain one exists, in which case our hands are tied." Ray said and turned to Charles. "Also, this has been a surreal discussion. Why? Darkrai. It's like some sort of postmodern religious statement."
"Could you be more specific? What exactly would happen to us if we were to go to Mt. Moon?"
"So . . . Darkrai tells us we'll die if we go? And Carrie's vision says we'll die if we don't, basically. Awesome." She didn't want to think of questioning her friends' visions, so she left it at that.
"Did anyone bring a map? If we could find a way around, we could do both..."
She nodded. "Yeah. And the pink-haired woman said she needed help."