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The neon haze of the city was just another layer of grime on my trench coat as I stepped into the sultry shadows of “The Ink and Paint” nightclub. Years on the job trailing cheaters, busting frauds, and digging through the city's dirt had etched lines deep into my face, each one a story, each one a night without sleep. My trench coat was frayed at the edges, like my patience these days, and my fedora was pulled down to shadow the eyes that had seen too much but still missed nothing. I was on the case again, this time pulled in by the tears of a beautiful widow desperate to clear her dead husband's name. Charlie, poor sap, got himself wrapped up in murder accusations he couldn't shake loose in life. Now it was up to me, Jack Harper, to untangle the web of lies and deceit posthumously. The club was one of the city’s more infamous joints, a place where the jazz was as smooth as the whiskey and just as potent. Shadows clung to corners like old lovers, whispering secrets and deal better

It was a peaceful day on Route 216, with a powerful snowstorm having just passed the region before moving on elsewhere. With the threat of being frozen to death now over, many of the route's local fauna began to come out of their hibernation to bask in the warm sun and stretch their legs after a long nap. In the case of one particular Pokémon that occupied the region, a wild Jynx had left her home in search of wild berries to feed both herself and her child. Upon returning to the cave, the pair were currently dwelling in; however, the Jynx looked around and was alarmed to discover that her precious child was nowhere to be seen. "Jynx...?! Jynx..?! Jynx...!" the concerned mother frantically searched behind every rock inside the cave but was unable to locate her missing child anywhere. "...Jynx?" just when all hope seemed lost, the wild Jynx glanced over and noticed a pair of tiny footprints on the dirt that eventually led outward into the snowy land of route 216. Worried that her