[Remarkably, Fantina does not completely lose it when she wakes up in a bed that is not her own. The last thing she remembered, after all, was fighting against a giant monster who could distort space...who was also fighting a giant monster who could control time. Slowly, she gets out of bed, as if in a daze. This is strange--it's not Mt. Coronet, and it's not a hospital...and there's this painting on the wall.
She lingers in front of it before moving down the hall, tying up her hair as she goes. The Gym Leader doesn't feel quite the same without her trademark look. as she When she sees the photos, she starts to mumble to herself.]
Qu'est-ce qui est arrivé...? This is a strange reality....non, it is a nightmare. What is going on?
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Bonjour, Mayfield. Since I have arrived in this town, I have realized...I have many questions I would like to ask, but no idea where to start. I have already talked with "ma famille," but I still request any information you can share with me, or even a conversation, if you are willing.
Very well, then. I am Fantina, of Hearthome City. Is it true, then, that I am in another world?