POKÉMON X NIMJA: Play the Game

Chapter Seventeen: Nevermore

AMSTERDAM 23:00 PM
NOVEMBER 25th

RECORDING: START

Hello. I am Nimja, and this is the story of a very popular poet from 1800's America- and his journey to the future.

Based on the title of this recording I'm betting you already know who it is.

Quoth the raven...

:)

Yes.

It's Edgar Allen Poe.

And based solely on a mistake by HyDrO, he ended up in 2020 Amsterdam.

This, of course, led to a bunch of hilarious complications regarding the past and the future, a bunch of misunderstandings about the Netherlands, and a visit with the Spoken.

It also led to a surprise that I definitely wasn't expecting to see.

And you can likely guess where it started.

Amsterdam, of course.

Because while everything is legal in New Jersey (except for pumping your own gas), everything begins in Amsterdam.

...Well, not exactly everything, but definitely love with cancer patients and a bunch of interdimensional travel.

Odd that I'm mentioning this, because I've never read The Fault In Our Stars.

But I digress.

I was in my house in Amsterdam, per the usual, having just finished putting up yet another file on YouTube and editing out all the sounds of me transforming into a Hypno to drop people into trance. Naturally, those sounds would distract my listeners when they actually were dropped into trance. The file itself was none other than the switch-and-drawbridge trance that I had used to teach Hades how to snap his fingers.

Now, of course, I was teaching them how to snap their fingers.

Through hypnosis.

It was a truly pleasing experience.

Though a bit redundant, considering the fact that I had just taught this info to the Greek god of the Underworld a few days ago.

I had finished editing the file and was currently checking my program that I created to check every single comment so that I could respond to it. Nobody had commented yet, so I decided to take a quick break and respond to my comments later.

I immediately floated over to my bed and was about to go to sleep when all of a sudden...

I saw it.

At first I thought I was imagining things, but eventually I looked at it again and my thoughts were confirmed.

Lying on the ground of my apartment was something I did not expect to see.

The Edgar Allen Poe Collection: Featuring The Tell-Tale Heart and Other Stories

HyDrO's Edgar Allen Poe book?!

What in the world was it doing at my house, I wondered...

"She left this..."

I floated over to the book. My mind was rife with confusion.

Oh, the irony.

"But how in the world could she have forgotten it in Amsterdam, of all places?" I looked up. "If anything, it seems a lot more likely for her to leave it in her hotel in America..."

In any case, I knew exactly what I needed to do next.

Return it to her safely.

I floated over to my computer and opened up the chat I had set up with HyDrO.