(First pasta, tried to make it a little different to most other ones I've seen. Third person view and all. Not really scary as much as sad and disturbing, but still...enjoy.) It was nighttime. The wind was blowing rather strongly at the base of Mt. Horn. In a small, rarely traveled-by part of the mountain, was a bunch of rocks that looked a little out of place. The reason was that those rocks had fallen from the top of the mountain, closing the entrance of a cave inside. A cave that had no exit. "Ruby...?" he called out to his Pokémon. The Charizard replied reluctantly. "Go on."