I was tied to a chair. For some reason, I was more angry than scared.
Giovanni and a string of doctors stood nearby, watching me. Waiting for something. But what? It was all bizarre. I was just a Nurse Joy. This was wrong.
I didn't know what had happened to the other people who had been kidnapped.
"Do you remember becoming a Nurse Joy?" Giovanni asked suddenly. He had asked this question a ton of times.
The same answer came to me. "I have always been a Nurse Joy." And I would always be force-fed another pill. I had a headache like a Snorlax had fallen onto my head.
The Pokémon known as Mewtwo often examined me closely. His eyes seeming to see right through me.
"I think...," the Pokémon began, looking to his owner, "I think I have a plan."
There were whispers then I was injected with something. I whited out.
Nurse Joy
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