When were those days of when everything was normal? Of when everything was fine? They seem so far away, and it feels like years have passed since then. How long have I been in chains? How come I'm imprisoned like this? Why can't I break free of these chains? I want to be free again. I want everything normal again. I want time to pass again, not frozen like everything else in this hellhole. My neck hurts. My wrists hurt. My ankles hurt. My shoulders hurt. My knees hurt. Everything about me has been rubbed raw by the cold metal. The guards keep throwing rocks at me whenever I try to sleep, even for just a minute or two. What did I ever do to deserve this?

Everything happened on that day of the festival. I didn't wish for this to happen, all I wanted was to cherish that one memory forever. I never wanted everything to freeze in time. I never wished for chaos. How come Arceus granted my wish like this? Was it bad wishing for something like that? I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Just change everything back to normal. Please. I'd do anything for it. Anything, really. I just want to see my friends again. I want to see the sunrises and sunsets. I'd even love to see dew falling from leaves. I just want time back to normal. I don't want it like this. I want to cry. I don't want to be here. But it hurts to move, to even talk.

As another pebble hits me in the face, the world suddenly spins before everything blacks out.

Suddenly, I'm transferred to the past, where the skies are blue and the sun is still shining. I'm in a clearing of soft, green grass and curious white flowers. I hear the bells, and I realize it's the ringing rocks. I'm drawn to the melodious sound, the innocent sound of a bell ringing. I find myself standing before a tiny, pink cat hovering in midair, playing amongst the meadow of ringing rocks. It's throwing pebbles at the tiny and big stones. I stray near to the floating cat; I've never met it, but it feels as though I've seen it before. Then, the pink cat turns to look at me. It smiles at me before it suddenly vanishes in a swift, bright flash.

Everything turns black again.

I wake up to see that I've been bashed again by the guards while I was having those visions again. My face and arms are sore, it feels like someone threw jagged stones at me (which was highly possible). One of them comes around and punches my side, breaking a few of my ribs. I howl in pain, and they seem to be encouraged by that. They begin to kick and bite and claw at me as I scream in fear. Soon, they're bored and they leave me half alive. Blood drips from my bruised nose and mouth. There are scrapes everywhere on my body. I'm left beaten, battered, and hopeless. There's no way I can escape the prison. I'm not sure if I'll live to see my friends again.

Suddenly, there's a green-tinted white light as something shatters my chains.

I'm still in shock to see that Silvano managed to break out of his own cell. The guards are unconscious. I'm not sure who the pink pixie is, but surely she must be helping too. I'm lifted over Silvano's shoulders as the pink pixie creates a swirling blue space before her with a simple flick of the wrist. We all head into the portal and walk out of the torturous building that nearly killed me. Then I think of Stormy and Stoney, who are still in the prison. I look at the Grovyle who's carrying me, and he seems to know my fears. He mutters something to the pixie, but she shakes her head and replies that they've already concocted a plan of escape and will meet up with us later. We flee as quickly as we can from the place, as the others have already gotten notice of our escapade.

As we arrive at the rendezvous point, Silvano gently lays me down on a soft bed of woven grass. The pixie's fearful of my terrible condition and wishes to heal me. I'm weak, tired, and hungry. I can't speak, so I try to nod my head with my best effort. She worriedly looks at me before I hear bells again. My body feels lighter, all the broken bones, scrapes, and mutilations in my body begin to fix themselves. There's a horrendous pain through the healing, and I can't scream or cry. I can barely hear the loud cracks of the mending over the diminishing of my consciousness. I can barely see Silvano mouthing something to me, something like "hang on". I don't know if I'll live through this pain. It hurts so much that everything goes black again.

I begin to think that this is one of my visions, but instead it's all blurry. A white world surrounds me. I don't know where I am at all. Then there's a speck of color. I think it's silvery blue, but then the hue changes and enlarges. Then there's a rainbow in front of me, always changing and never inanimate. I'm not sure what's happening. Obviously I'm a bit nerve-racked, but for some reason I find the place calming. After some time, the world purges into darkness. The atmosphere still feels sweetly silent. A white ball appears before me, slightly swaying to and fro. I poke it out of sheer curiosity, and then it suddenly expands before taking shape of something. There's an amorphous, white silhouette before me, and I don't know what it is.

Just as I reach out to touch it, I black out again.