[Unlike the past several days, it's not a loyal, adoring Rattata curled up at the foot of Sora's bed this morning. The camera instead shows a young woman sprawled on her side, petite and unnervingly pale--and absolutely stark naked, giving anyone who cares to watch quite an eyeful, as the journal is sitting on the floor and filming up at an angle. ( Read more... )

[A small white Rattata is curled up on a very big white bed, nested in a crumpled heap of white leather and blankets; for a moment in its stillness, it's hard to see at all. It begins to stir as it wakes up, stretching and yawning widely, only to pause and turn its head as the twitching of it's curly tail attracts its attention. It sleepily reaches ( Read more... )

[Have a short, simple video; Karen is giving the camera a mildly puzzled look, holding up a backscratcher to the screen.]

Somebody must have left this in my room by mistake.... Whose is this? And what is it? I'll come return it, if you need it back.

Oh.... no password protection? This can't be one of the Center's computers....

[A pale ghost of a girl swathed from top to toe in white hospital scrubs and matching long gloves peers into the camera. The journal she's found seems to be a sleek silver laptop, by the looks of the keyboard; the Eastern gate is partially visible behind her. She doesn't ( Read more... )