Somehow, whether someone helped or not, Garry left the sanctum of his own hell and opened the door that opened to...the Garden.

?

He sat on the lovely green grass. This was...Garry could actually smell the air, the air smelt of flowers and it kind of calmed his nerves a little. What was this, a secret sanctuary? Then how did he get here? So confused. From the grapevine he heard of people suddenly able to enter people's dreams. It concerned him, whether or not people would remember this the next morning and ask him questions and--

His thoughts of worry were interrupted by a lone Bulbasaur who took an interest to his coat. And by interest, I mean he was nibbling on it.

"A-aaah, that's not food..."

The Bulbasaur stopped as if he got the message and then saw this as an opportunity to warm up and then cuddled into his coat instead.

Garry just looked, this little looked like Bulba when he was an Ivysaur. Except he wasn't beginning to bloom. He was smaller too, baby perhaps?