"He chose a world that doesn't want him anymore."
Uh, what? That certainly wasn’t right. But then the battle field disappeared and Red immediately opened up the menu to get Freedom to fly them back to Lavender Town. Alex was glad, the sooner this was over with, the better.
When the duo touched down in the creepy town, Red immediately covered his ears while Alex wished he could do so himself. The eerie music turned into a chaos of screeches and voices. They sprinted/floated out of the town as fast as they could. As they took their first few steps back onto Route 8, a menu popped up. Red stated that this was it and Alex shared the sediment. The trainer closed the menu and a battle was started. Alex was relieved as the pink cat-like pokemon took its place for the battle. Alex was confused for a moment because the opponent’s stat bar listed its level as a bunch of question marks. But it didn’t really matter, all they had to do was throw a Masterball at it and-
“Who are you?”
Alex inwardly frowned. He didn’t say that and Red knew who this was. It must have been the Mew. Red introducing himself confirmed it. This was more than a simple game construct. But the psychic type’s response was odd. It said that he wasn’t Red. The trainer didn’t have a response so Alex put one in himself. “THIS MIGHT NOT BE THE RED YOU KNEW. I AM ACTUALLY A HUMAN. WE ARE BOTH TRAPPED IN HERE AND YOU WERE THE FIRST THING WE THOUGHT OF THAT COULD GET US OUT HERE. PLEASE MEW, WE NEED YOUR HELP. WE DON’T BELONG HERE. IF YOU CAN’T AT LEAST POINT US IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.”
Alex kept the cursor close to the bag button, but didn’t hit it yet. Trying to cram it into a pokeball wouldn’t make it help them. It would be better to sort this out without conflict.