Green sucked in a gasping breath as he opened his eyes. He wasn't in his room. He wasn't at school, he wasn't even in FDC. But he knew where he was. He swung his head (dizzy, heavy, like he just emerged from deep water) around to look at the floor sign near the stairwell. Level seven. Oh, yes. This was familiar, now. His hand reached reflexively for his belt as the familiar figure of Red rounded the corner with his Pokemon. Green's lips parted and before he knew what he was going to say, he was speaking.

"What kept you, Red?"

He laughed, not the laugh of 21 year old Green, but the laugh of a child. It sounded weird coming out of his adult mouth.

"I thought you might show up if I waited here."

But as soon as Red was there, he was gone again. Like a ghost. Green noted that the Red he had seen only a moment ago had looked far younger than the Red of today.

His eyes closed and opened again.

"This isn't right."

He moved forward, though walking out of his spot felt almost like moving through heavy snow. He walked right into a teleporter, and he could have sworn the last thing he saw of the seventh floor of Silph Co was himself as a sulking kid, complete with clunky boots and floppy purple sweater.

The first thing he saw of the floor he arrived on was an adult Red with Sasha and Marie.

"Hey!" He barked.