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Lucine stood up on her hind legs in vain, trying to see what Amaryllis was doing up there. It seemed to take the raichu forever before she hopped back down… when she finally returned, Lucine sighed in relief. Good. They were all safe, at least for now. Batting the shiny keys thoughtfully with one paw, she considered their use. “I bet they go to the cages,” she said eventually, referring to the empty cages in the room. “And that card… I bet it locks and opens the room. So, whoever was working here had to leave in a hurry. They didn’t even lock the room. And they left their book.”

The journal had more of her attention now. She walked around it slowly, as if that would somehow compel it to give up all of its secrets. When this didn’t work, she ended up trying to open it with her paws, a maneuver that did not go over well since she no longer had proper fingers and thumbs. In the end, she simply used her telekinesis to open it.

"... and that's how I can do such things" Merlin finally finished what turned into a several hour long lecture. He was about to continue when he saw that he had accidentally put Pastel to sleep. "Ah, I was rambling again, wasn't I?" Merlin said with bit of a chuckle. The kitchen seemed a bit... calm for now, so Merlin went into the hall and over to investigate the room that had the stifling feel of death.

Oh, there was another pokémon here? Lucine looked towards the door curiously, recognizing the growlithe as one of their group. Mostly, she remembered the little puppy running around like… well… a puppy during the poochyena event. “It’s alright. The room is empty. It still stinks, though,” she said, wrinkling her little nose. And there was another pokémon behind the little black growlithe, a misdreavious. “It’s alright,” she said again, mostly to reassure herself.

“Uh-huh. I can read human,” the mewvee answered, looking back at the book thoughtfully. “It might take some time. Some of these words are really big.” And they didn’t make sense, big long words like ‘glycocalyx’ and lots of other things even longer and more confusing than that. “I think this is just about their experiments.” Her words were tinged with disappointment. She had really been hoping for a map out of this place, or at least some idea of what was happening to the humans.

As she polished off the last of her poffins, Dido thought she could feel herself getting more beautiful already. With renewed confidence, she strutted back out of the cafeteria, through the kitchen and out to the hallway. Deciding that, though she wasn't ready to sleep again, she could use some time simply resting on something soft, the Skitty made her way back down the hall to the room full of beds.

Dido shuddered slightly as she heard the voices of a few of the other Pokémon floating out from the 'Death Room.' How could they stand to go near it, let alone in it? The Skitty finally slipped into the bedroom and leapt onto an unoccupied bed. As she sat atop a large pillow and kneaded it gently with her front paws, she considered the locked doors along the hallway. That Mewtwo was in the room next door, she knew, probably with his laptop. One must lead out of this level, either to another level up or perhaps out of this place entirely, at she'd hoped to no avail the day before. That left one mystery door, exactly the same as the previous two levels, and both of those had housed groups of hostile, or at the very least unfamiliar, Pokémon. It seemed that the Rockets kept a team of Pokémon on each level, so it would probably hold true for this one as well.

The Skitty tucked her feet under her, unconsciously making herself into a kittyloaf, and half-dozed, watching the end of her own tail twitch under her nose.

Zyk woke with a start as he heard a pokemon enter the bedroom, but relaxed when he saw that it was only a skitty. He got up and stretched his wings one at a time. He wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep and there was nothing else to do, so he squeaked a would-be-friendly "hi" at the cat pokemon. He was still feeling depressed from being away from his trainer for so long.

Zyk flapped over to the skitty's bed and flopped onto the opposite end of it, so that his landing wouldn't jostle her. "Hi," he said again, forcing some cheerfulness into his voice, "I'm Zyk."

"There's nothing we can do about the stink. Unless you want the room to be washed out with water." Daybreak told her, half jokingly. She saw that the Misdreveus must have been done with his ranting, since he was coming towards them too. Why couldn't he have finished earlier, so he could've helped with the table situation? Then again, she wouldn't exactly trust him to not touch those needles...

"Experiments?" She repeated. "Even if it might not help us... we should keep it. When we get out of here, we could turn it in to the police. It would help them deal with the Rockets, somewhat."

Of course, she had to be thinking about her lifelong job at a time like this.

"This place, it's even too horrible feeling for me." Merlin commented as he floated through the doorway into the room. As he passed some of the cages on the way over to the other Pokemon, he made a horrified face of disgust. There was far too much blood in those cages. This felt less like a place of science and more like a place of torture.