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Pitch gave one final lingering look to the alley before responding, "I sure hope so."

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Back at Pitch's Lookout, everyone began to relax for the first time that day. Fluff likely had no problem carrying Glow and Aurora to the rooftop entrance although there was likely a struggle carrying Mud. Zap likely followed Pitch through the same entrance they had taken before. All in all, everyone was inside and safe for now at least.

Pitch's mind was moving a mile a minute, searching through his stockpile of supplies and seeing if any of the Pokemon they had encountered before had taken anything...or worse, Castol and his goonies. Luckily, apart from a Pecha Berry and a couple Oran Berries, nothing of significance was gone. But that was just the surface stuff. Pitch knew he could replace those items in a matter of a day. What he was worried about was the item he couldn't replace.

"C'mon, where is it? Where is it?" Pitch's muttering quickened as he sifted through the chest, pulling out items he had gathered during his adventures he'd had in Nimbasa. A Spiky Helmet went whizzing past Mud, a Black Belt past Aurora. As he searched, he began to get more and more panicked.