[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]she nods through understanding and mild gratitude toward his thank you, but she is distracted - eyes darting back and forth among this realm's strange horizon.

when the familiar shape of giratina, serpentine and cloaked in its own sort of darkness, finally flashes through... a sharp inhale and a shaky exhale escape the scientist.

"right, let's go."

now is not the time to linger like ghosts for they have long since overstayed their stolen welcome.

her golurk begins to fly toward the mouth of the rift and as she glances over her shoulder, taking one last look of the distortion world, she swears she sees not one but two sets of red eyes. when she blinks, they're gone and so is the rift once they fly through to the other side.

Josh Devlin