I hear shouts coming from behind me but I’m in too precarious a location for the other me to be able to turn around and look to see what is there, though it doesn’t really take much imagination to put it together. The trainers have reached this room, and likely at least some of them have noticed me. The other me responds by picking up the pace a bit, going slightly more recklessly over the obstacles. Now it’s just a final sprint to the finish and hope that once we get out of this place the vulpix me can figure out how to get away from them more cleanly. I’m not entirely sure that they’ll stop hunting me just because I stepped out of wherever this place is. As far as anyone else would be concerned I’m just an ordinary vulpix running around with someone’s wallet. And what’s worse, is that I can feel even my awareness of the situation starting to fade as well. It’s not so much the sensation of what I’d imagine it’d feel if I were going away for good, but rather the sensation of when you’re watching a movie and fall asleep halfway through. I suppose it is a small mercy in that I’m not simply trapped as a prisoner in my own body, but as I lose consciousness I can only hope I ever wake back up again.

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