Jake was a bit apprehensive when they set up the camp that he couldn’t set up a tent.  He was worried about if there was a storm or some form rain.  But, before he went to bed at night, after finishing his dinner, he was sure to call both of his pokemon back into their pokeballs before crawling into his sleeping bag and going to sleep.  Then he quickly passed out himself.<br/><br/>There was no way he got nearly enough sleep at all.  Though, luckily for him, that night he was a very light sleeper. Even so, the first flash of light to break the trees only made him squirm lightly in his sleep.  That changed when the loud thunderclap rocked the forest.  Immediately jake shot up from his sleeping bag.  Soon slipping out of it’s confines and looking around like the others.<br/><br/>Jake had no idea what was going on, but some of the booms drowned out his voice when he tried to say anything.  Immediately he looked up in the direction of the booms.  Coming from that, he also heard a heavy rain like sound But he couldn’t see anything, just the snapping…<span style="color: green">“Everyone!  Scatter! Take Cover!”</span>He yelled upon realizing what was coming.<br/><br/>Not that he knew for certain, but after being stuck by a few of the hail like bits, he was pretty certain that something bigger was coming.  He was proven right when he heard a loud crashing and snapping of multiple trees behind the camp.  Jake didn’t turn to watch.  He just ran.<br/><br/>Unluckily for him, some of the debris followed.  A baseball sized rock struck him hard in the head.  Forcing him to lose balance and fall.  Tumbling hard down a steep hill, and away from everyone else.  His vision went black.<br/><br/>When Jake woke up again his vision was blurry, and the brush he was laying in was a mess around him.  Obscuring any ability to see anything through his disorientation.  Groaning out loudly at the headache, jake rolled onto his hands and knees to start climbing to his feet.  He was doing his best to ignore all the aches and pains that probably labeled bruises and scratches from the fall.  Reaching around before that, he looked for his pack.  It should be laying somewhere near.  He wasn’t very successful at that task for a moment so he started to climb to his feet.<br/><br/>That was even less successful.  As soon as he put some weight on his right foot, a sharp pain shot out, forcing him to stumble to the ground again.<span style="color: green">“Fucking Shit!”</span>He yelled out with the pain as he hit the ground.  His teeth gritted through the pain.<br/><br/>He, slowly this time, began to stand as his vision started to clear.<span style="color: green">“Ugh… ok, I remember.  I fell… but how far?”</span>he muttered to himself while leaning against.  It was then he noticed that all the flashing was gone… and he hadn’t even seen a single bit of the battle.  But he did hear yells from nearby.  Well, not nearby.  He couldn’t tell what was being said, but he knew it was a human woman’s voice.  So it had to be one of the girls.<span style="color: green">“Whoever that is,  I’m Here.  I could use a bit of help!”</span>He yelled back… though he was hoping one of them had some bandages.  Jake thought he had twisted or hurt his ankle or hurt his foot.  He really couldn’t see.  And he wasn’t sure where his pack was.  If he could find that.  He would have a flashlight.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>