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Sometimes video games are disturbing. Sometimes they have to be, to save lifes……lifes.......
 
I love Pokemon Crystal. Despite it being old, I had a strong obsession with it. I don't really understand if it was because I loved Suicune so much, or if it was that Johto was my favorite generation. In any case it was by far my favorite Pokemon game. Though sadly I didn't have a copy of my own. I wanted one very much, but I hated shopping on line. Just wasn't worth it. The day I got mine however was a weird day that would have changed my life for better, and for worse.
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This text however said;
 
"Killer??? Wants to destroy…destroy....."
 
I was exasperated. Then I noticed something. The pixelated person from earlier didn't have a name. Did this mean…mean....?
 
As I thought about this I saw Killer send out my Pokemon's opposite, but his Pokemon was level 100. His Pokemon used one move, and my Pokemon fainted. After this I expected for me to just white out, and go to a Pokemon Center. That didn't happen. I was still facing (What I am going to now call Killer) the game then froze for a long time. When it finally picked up again, a text box appeared. It was Killer talking.
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Crystal Levett.
 
I folded the not back, and put it with the cartridge. I leaned my body back against the wall. I felt like I, not needed, but had to do something. Anything. I quickly pulled out my cell and reported it to the police. After that I went back to goodwill. I was going to tell anyone there that I could about the game, but the same person who gave me that game was standing there. He began to stare at me again. This time I got a good look at his name tag. I almost stumbled over my own feet when I saw his name. Silver Levett. His eyes met mine now. I wanted to run, but I didn't. He came towards me. Before no I just saw him as a stalker, but now for some odd reason. Maybe it was the lighting. I don't know, but he was kinda…kinda.... My though got interrupted.
 
"You played the game?" I nodded.
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He turned back around.
 
"I…I....don't know, I thought maybe someone who could help me would find it."
 
His eyes teared up.
 
"The only clue to where my sister is…is....."
 
He wiped his face, and turned back around.
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Later on that afternoon I took a good look at that paper. It had Silvers number on it. I'm not going to bore you with what went on after that, but I will tell you this. I am definitely never going to forget that day. With the game, or with meeting Silver, and Crystal.
 
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