To Rebecca’s relief, the zombie finally went down for good. At least, she hoped it was for good: She didn’t really want to fight that thing again, and she’d probably lose a lot of money again if she so much as dared to avoid fighting another Pokemon until it couldn’t reciprocate and offend her badge and it’s bizarre code of honor. It was over and done with for now, though, and everyone seemed interested in dealing with the questions it raised.

	“Well technically we’ve only had to deal with this for two days,” Rebecca said to Dexter, raising an explanatory finger. “But I don’t think anyone really has any idea what’s going on, either, which may be why we were asked to figure out the origin of wild Pokemon and “mystery dungeons” the other day. We came up with that zombie and that weird rectangle thing, and I think they’re really the key to all of this.” The Ralts pulled out her notebook and flipped through to the page where she had drawn the same creature and showed it to him so he could take a look.

	“We really should finish up the Mt. Dragoncoil mission, though,” Rebecca said after a little while. “I mean, as weird as all of this is, we haven’t really gotten any compensation for it yet.” She closed the book and followed Nina off for the mountain, deciding that if she ever got a chance to meet their mysterious client again, she would pull him aside and negotiate a better payment plan.