Lulu, ever the curious Pokemon, couldn't help but explore her new surroundings. So many new things to smell, touch, and see, it was almost too much to handle for the little puffball.<br/><br/>Her attention was soon locked on a portapotty-sized chamber at the edge of the room. The glass door was opened slightly, enough for her to squeeze into it with little difficulty. Suddenly, the door shut all the way, leaving her trapped. She pawed at the glass door, "Pika?! Pi!" Not liking the idea of being contained for the second time today, she let loose a Thunderbolt. Bill whirled around, turning white. "No! Don't-" he shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the machine whirring to life.<br/><br/>Pistons pounding, sparks flying, the shrill cry of the little mouse, all seemed to disappear as everything was engulfed in a blinding white light. The sound of shattering glass emanated off the walls as the light ceased. Laying on the floor was the unconcious Pikachu, quivering at intervals. The ball on Josh's belt was destroyed, though Lulu's was the only one that was broken. The others were fine. Bill looked in shock, clinging to the arm of the couch to see if the dreaded machine would do more.