[There's a long pause as the voice message begins to play. Breathing can be heard, but it's not creepy--just hesitant. And maybe a little worn out WAAAH WALKING IS HARD. The voices of people and pokemon can be heard in the background--a town! Henry survived all the way to Cherrygrove!]

I made-- I made it to this place.

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[See that slightly grungy-looking guy sitting by the edge of the water? No...no, that's a bush. Over some. There! There's our boy. Amateur photographer and helltown survivor Henry Townshend sits and watches what little evening traffic there is in New Bark.

At his side is his Shellder, artfully named "Clam." Its shell is shut tight.

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