PATHOLOGY

RESEARCH THREAD WITH DR. MORALES

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DAHLIA SQUINTS as she leans in close to the dust. She's careful not to come too close, for breath and sigh may cause the cardinal scattering to disperse.

Familiarity flashes across her face. Perching her chin into her fingers, she ponders before relinquishing an answer from softening lip.

"I'm no scientist, but my best guess would be the RED ORB." Dahlia says. "Bailey had remarked that she found the Spoink with the RED ORB on its head. Perhaps, it's... remnants of it?"

She pulls back, her nose catching some foul scent— imagined or not, the dead carcass and its exposed innards intensifies the imagination.

"Bailey also said the Spoink had used this primal orb in battle. It was missing its usual pearl and was using it as a replacement." More squarely, she turns to face the doctor. "What do you think? How do you think the Unown... and this dust got in there?"

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CONSIDERING WHAT YOU KNOW OF PRIMAL ENERGY AND THE EVENTS OF THIS THREAD, Eva Morales must now guess how the RED ORB dust and the Unown got into the Spoink's stomach.

THE SPOINK HAD SWALLOWED PIECES OF THE RED ORB

THE SPOINK HAD BREATHED IN PIECES OF THE RED ORB

THE SPOINK'S STOMACH CULTURE CREATED FRAGMENTS OF THE RED ORB

SOME OTHER METHOD...

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“Oh, really?” So the Spoink physically had the Red Orb in place of its pearl? Eva absorbs the new information with a nod. There’s a telling silence as her mind swims with hypotheses. A critical gaze remains fixed on the Unown, perhaps the most significant finding of this necropsy (despite the strange wound and tear through Piggy Small’s innards).

“Hm, with this information, the wound on the head in combination with the strange lesions inside lead me to believe this was in fact primal energy intoxication,” her free hand points towards the mottled liver, “What’s left of the liver shows clear signs of acute hepatic injury. I suspect histologic examination would show evidence of toxic insult. The wound on the head where the orb would sit connects perfectly with the lesions on the interior and through to the wound on the rear. As if a beam of Primal Energy tore right through it, making the affect tissue just . . . vanish,” The corner of her lips curl into a small smile, “If it can make things vanish, who’s to say it can’t put things there? Perhaps the pokemon was introduced into the stomach by the energy surge or . . .” she considers for a moment, not quite making up her mind, “The pokemon was attracted to the surge of energy and accidently transported into the Spoink’s stomach where there’s remnants of the energy,” Regardless, it all revolved around this Red Orb and the Primal Energy associated with it.

Eva turns to face Dahlia, “What’s got me even more stumped is . . . things just don’t vanish . . . where do they go?” the Unown’s attempt to TELEPORT somewhere has her intrigued, “Perhaps it can tell us,” She motions towards the Unown, referring to the schism in space it tried to create.

dahlia goode

PATHOLOGY

RESEARCH THREAD WITH DR. MORALES

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DR. EVA MORALES does not disappoint, for her investigation allows her to land on the truth. Or at least, has moved toward the closest version of the truth. What has happened to Piggie Smalls, the Spoink, and its trainer, Bailey Cooper, is no doubt a tragedy.

However, from these losses comes knowledge. A terrifying expansion of possibility. From this sudden swell of opportunity and truth come the chasms of questioning made by the abrupt revelations stemming from this autopsy. Although Eva offers other possibilities, she will eventually realize the following:

CORRECT DEDUCTIONS

• A beam of PRIMAL ENERGY had torn through the Spoink.
• The beam had vanished most tissue, bodily contents in its way.
• Primal energy does not just vanish objects. It can introduce objects too; however, the exact minutiae of this mechanic is unknown.

When prompted, the UNOWN-D attempts to conjure something. An orb of HIDDEN POWER emerges from its sclera, the energy sparkling as it attempts to psychically manifest an answer; however, all it can create is transient sparkle of a question mark.

But Eva raises a good question. Where do things that vanish go? Is there a single space in which they disappear to, or is the answer to that much more multiplicitous? Dahlia is deep in thought, chin nestled against the curve of her fingers.