cybil bennett

[cue a giant close up of THIS BEAUTIFUL FACE followed by trilling "Parrrrrrras" sound. there's a shifting noise which alarms the bug and it hops out of view.

Cybil wakes up with a start, sitting bolt upright, clutching her face with her hands. she looks visibly shaken as she pulls trembling hands away from her face and looks at them.]

What...happened?

[she sounds out of breath. the camera feed shakes a bit as the Paras nudges it and Cybil looks up, spotting the Pokemon and her Gear. she gives the bug a strange, almost alarmed look and hesitates before brushing it off to the side as she reaches for the 'gear. she notices that it's recording.]

I'm here again. Don't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing...I don't even know if I'm alive, dead, or dreaming. But...the room's different this time around.

[something flutters off the bed and onto the ground, and Cybil picks it up. it's the note given to all Rocket Grunts, of course! she furrows her brow as she reads it, and there's a moment of agitated/confused silence.]

They got the wrong woman. I'm no criminal.

[Have a weary-looking Cybil with a Zubat curled up, sleeping, on her shoulder. She looks...slightly miffed but she's keeping her cool and taking a breather in a Pokemon Center.]

Of course the weather starts getting better as soon as I get here. Don't think I want to be caught in the middle of traveling in a storm like that ever again.

I should have payed attention to the weather more carefully before heading out...I'm usually more forward-thinking than this...

[She rubs the back of her neck and shakes her head.]

So, for curiosity's sake [and she motions to the Zubat snoozing on her shoulder] how common are these bats? I caught this one before I headed out, but took shelter in a local cave and, even though I wasn't able to see much, I did catch glimpses of them every five seconds. I wish I was exaggerating.

[Sloppily privated to Heather]

Well, I've made it to Violet City. How'd you fare through the storm?

[Cybil's face appears on screen looking...well, calm and collected because she's a cop, gdit, shit isn't supposed to weird her out. Okay so she does look a bit skeptical to say the least.]

This is certainly no nightmare, that's for sure. But Pokémon? Waking up in another house when I wasn't even sleeping? I don't think I was asleep, at least. This is getting too bizarre.

The things in the bag I was given...I mean, it's nice having working communication and a radio that actually plays music, but none of my things are in there. My gun's gone, and I don't like the idea of not having my gun when there are [camera pans to a Houndour standing at attention. It looks just as stern as Cybil does. She shifts it back to her face.] these things following me around. It hasn't attacked me yet but forgive me for not trusting dogs that look like they came right from Hell. I've had a pretty rough experience when it comes to monsters.

Please, tell me...what the hell is going on? It's a step up from the fog and...damn, seeing actual residents around sure as hell is nice but I'm convinced this is a dream and...[a sigh, she shakes her head and runs a hand through her short blond hair] I honestly don't know what to make of what's going on anymore. With this place, with Silent Hill and...

[a pause, and she eyes something off-camera (her Houndour) before returning her attention to the camera]

...I guess I'll just...wait and see if anyone responds and until then I'll be walking around this...'New Bark Town' asking the residents pretty much the same things I've just asked. Doubt I'll get any straight answers. And Harry, if you're somehow here too, please contact me as soon as possible, just so I can keep track.