A young girl with a confused look on her face stumbled her way through the rough environment. She hadn't been the same since the Apocalyps and she felt so out of touch with reality. She looked pale, like she hadn't eaten in a while. When she came to a little settlement, she sat down between the rocks and stared at her belongings. She had been carrying three kinds of pokeballs. The first was a Heavy Ball, which was one empty, indicating that whatever pokemon had been inside, was no longer with her. The second was a Net Ball, also empty. The third, however, was an active Dive Ball. She pressed it to summon the only Pokémon she had left. "Oh, Dhelmise.", she told the anchor-looking creature with tears in her eyes, "I have no idea where we are even going." All of a sudden she heard voices not far from their location. "People? Maybe they have something to eat!" she said hopefully, not knowing wether the voices came from friendly survivors or hostile bandits. Dhelmise, wanting to protect its beloved trainer, went up ahead to find out the source of the voices.