The bearded old man approaches Red a little groggily, pulling on his left leg, and sits down abruptly, without formality.

— fuhh... — He lets out a slight sigh as he sits down.

— What are you thinking, young man? Money, a trip, a special girl lol? — The bearded old man asks, turning his face towards Red.

Red, still a little apprehensive about the unexpected appearance of the gentleman, speaks up:

— Oh no, it's not that. It's a subject that has nothing to do with this lol — he replies a little embarrassed.

— There's no need to be frightened. You can ask me anything. You want to know something about that damn tower, don't you? I noticed the little man looking at it seriously earlier.

“But early? Was he following me before he spoke to me?”

— Were you watching me? —Red asked, looking suspicious.

— No, not at all,” he said, leaning back. — It was just a coincidence, and you were also standing in the middle of the street looking at the... up... I thought it was strange.

Red became even more uncomfortable, but decided not to broach the subject.

— Okay, what do you know about the tower, Lavender Town? I've heard there are many tales and myths about it, the town is purely known for it.

— Humm... There's not that much to know really, it's kind of boring to talk about. As you well know, this town is well known for its tower, Lavender town, a place dedicated to Pokémon who have perished in battle, where trainers come to pay their respects to their dear colleagues in battle. — Explained the gentleman.

— With a place like this, many myths and exaggerated tales are created. Stories of kidnappings, tombstones disappearing and appearing out of nowhere, people disappearing when they enter the tower unsupervised at night, security guards behaving violently, and ghost sightings lol. All that nonsense.

“Ghost, Disappearance, Security Guards”. It was a lot of information for Red to grasp at once.

— How... What do you mean? Tell me some of those stories. Please. — At that moment, Red focused all his attention on you.

— Forget it, they're just stories of people who have nothing to do rsrs. — replies humorously.

— People here don't have much to do, so one way to pass the time is to talk about these things rsrs.

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— Ah! If you don't want to tell me anything, I'll go and investigate myself! I'll take my backpack and go there tomorrow and see if these things are real. —Red speaks directly and cunningly to the gentleman.

— Hum, you can go, you won't see anything important, you'll just waste your time, and it might rain tomorrow.

Red looks seriously at the old man, and abruptly stands up and speaks.

— Here to sell potions, repel? I'll need.

— Kid, forget it! Do you have anything to see here? If not, go to the city of Celadon, your friends went there, it's a beautiful place full of houses and hotels, there's even a mansion there. — The sir speaks aggressively to Red.

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— No, I don't think I'm going to be here much longer. — red speaks in a cocky way.

— Young man, there are things you should stick your nose into when you don't have to. You're getting involved in things you shouldn't. Things that are beyond us. Listen to my advice, I'm older, I don't want you to regret it.

— The way you talk makes me even more curious rsrs. — Red gives a slight smile.

— Whatever, you're a pretty confident and hard-headed person, aren't you?

“it sounds like someone I used to know”.

— Ah, those young people! You have indomitable and curious spirits, I miss that, it's been a long, long time since I've felt those sensations.

The old man also stands up, crosses his arms behind his back and looks in the direction of Red.

— In that direction there's a Pokemon Center, I think there's everything you'll need there. — he says, pointing with my head.

Red turns to the side the man said.

“ah, okay, this way”.

— and the... — When Red turns around to ask more questions, the man disappears. Red is startled. Surprised, he looks everywhere for him and finds nothing.

Gasping and unable to understand anything, he runs to the Pokémon center. Once there, he begins to think about everything that happened that afternoon.

— That was just a trick to scare me, he must know something and doesn't want me to find out. But what will it be? I'll find out tomorrow.

He goes to sleep, and the next morning he spends all morning and afternoon planning his raid on the tower.

“Guards, kidnappings and ghosts... I need to think of something.”

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As night falls, Red gets ready. He headed for the entrance to the path leading to the tower. It was showtime!

— What a heavy bag! Ahh! I think I overdid it.

— I seem to have reached the entrance.

With hesitation, but confident in himself, he sets off down the road.

After walking for a few minutes, he began to feel strange sensations such as cold, gusts of wind from directions that made no sense. But the worst of all was the damn feeling of being watched.

Bushes moved, and there were low sounds of twigs breaking. All this intensified as he walked. And more, more, more...

Until a loud sound of swaying bushes rang out in front of him.

Shuukq!!

Something seemed to come out of the bush at any moment. Red sawed his hands on the first Pokeball he found. He was really scared.

— A battle now? Really? I haven't even reached the halfway point.

The thing would finally reveal itself to Red!

— Now! Pokeb...

— Huh???

The something was just...a tiny Cubone!!!

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