Rebecca took a quick peek inside the room after she opened the door.

“Actually maybe don’t go in,” She cautioned. “One of the containers is bro-GAH!” the wind was knocked out of her by some strange… [i]things[/i] that zoomed past her at lightning fast speeds. What kind of unholy power were they up against now? Shedinja assassins? Actually, wait, it was just those guys… How in the world did they get here? Wait, treasure?

Before Rebecca could even process what they meant, they went straight for the goop. They were all, as she expected, transformed in very unsettling, chaotic ways that seemed to defy all sense of biology or even reality. They still seemed to be perfectly capable of communicating in some strange language, though, and two of them teleported away, leaving what used to be a mudkip. It attacked Nina, somehow, and Rebecca gasped, reflexively responding by going back to her tried and true tactic of using Confusion to fling a random object at the creature.

“Nina!” Rebecca cried. “Are you ok?!” She hoped that this weird thing wasn’t contagious or anything, in which case she doubted things could get any worse.