Dan was stunned by the strange force pushing his Pokémon back. Dan quickly withdrew Twiggy and ran for the door only barely making it, his bag clipping the closing door.

He had just realized how exausted he was, his cheeks red and breathing deeply. He had overheard Margo's suggestion about waiting for the police.

"[i]*huff*[/i]...We can't... [i]*huff*[/i]...They'd be gone by the time the police got... [i]*huff*[/i]...here." Dan said as he crouched trying to regain lost air, but he couldn't.

Dan was wobbly getting up and his laboured breathing seemed like it was burning a hole in his lungs, but he refused to let it stop him from finding the theives

[color=ec008c]Maybe it was that blast from that Mr.Mime...[/color] he thought

"Let's...[i]*huff*[/i]...go."