It was supposed to be an easy rescue. All Deseka had to do was go into the old Poke Asylum to save a few lost pokemon, and he was the only one who was brave enough to do it alone. Most of the Rescue Teams refused to go in without a full team, but Deseka preferred to go in alone; others just slowed him down. The place used to house pokemon who claimed they were another Pokemon, but most of the padded rooms housed Pokemon who claimed to be human. However, once it was discovered that Humans were spirited to the Pokemon world for what ever rhyme or reason, the place was shut down. Many a ghost type then roamed the halls, playing pranks on anyone who would enter. It was all for good fun, but Deseka never heard of them willingly take hostages for more than a few days.

The first few floors were easy, a few weak foes stood before his path. As Deseka worked his way deeper, he opened cell after cell, rescuing any trapped Pokemon in them. It was going smooth, till he hit the bottom floor of the Asylum. As soon as he stepped off of the stairs, his paw hit a sleep trap. It narrowly missed his nostrils, but the panel next to it was another Sleep Trap! The sweet smelling aroma hit his sent as his vision started to fade in and out before he was knocked completely out.

Slowly coming to, the Umbreon felt his body floating in the air, but as he tried to move his arms... it felt as though they were stuck to his body. In fact it felt like he was hugging himself. Taking a look with his good eye, he saw he was ensnared in a Straitjacket. He trashed about in the air growling before a tisk was heard from the shadows. A Haunter floated out with a muzzle floating by his hands.

"Oh good, our new patient is awake... Silly thing.... only a crazy pokemon would enter here alone....I need to take you to your new, safe padded room so we can figure out your treatment."

Before he could protest, the muzzle was secured around his snout, and before he knew it his body was wrapped by leather belts attatched to a hand cart. He was the newest patient to this asylum, and he wondered how long it would be till he was either released.... or rescued by a team.
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Love this piece done my by my good friend,  Lukos-Wolf