A few weeks later, his new town was finally molding into shape. One night he stayed up very late. At 3:00 A.M, he decided to play New Leaf, so he can catch a few rare bugs that appear only at night. The game booted up as normal, and he clicked continue. Instead of showing the name Trip, there was a shattered heart. Trip clicked on this strange profile with his brow raised. There was the usual black backround and the spotlight shining on Isabelle. Although something was very wrong. Isabelle was cradled up on the floor, hiding her face in her knees. She began talking, but instead of the usual, cute voice that says a bunch of nonsense, there were untranslatable whispers. "Hello, Mayor." Isabelle's text read. "It's currently 3:03 A.M. on June 6, in LIVING HELL!" When these words were spoken, Isabelle showed her face. One half of her face was burnt off, all that was there was bleeding muscle tissue. The other half of her face had all kinds of scars, and cuts. She began to sob. "You loved Kalosis... Kalosis loved you... Why, mayor why? I ask this not as your assistant but as your freind, WHY?! You abandoned us...." One last tear hit the floor, and she looked down in depression. "Katrina." She said, with a newly found tone of anger. "Curse him!"
Katrina the cat walked onto the screen. A blue eye glowed on her head. "Astreath Monzentos!" She chanted. An intense pain shot into Trip's skull, and he passed out.
Trip woke up in what appeared to be a nuclear testing grounds. Every inch of grass was dead, and there was huge craters all over the place. His jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw a torn up flag of a Tri-force. He was in Kalosis. He just began to run, not knowing what to do. He was so confused, and scared. He then tripped, and fell onto something soft and gooey.
Trip got up and screamed. He had fallen into the remains of his old freind, Moe the cat. Moe's body was ripped in half. His blood had soaked into the ground, and a Birdwing Butterfly landed on his lungs, which were wrapped by his kidney.
Trip backed up slowly and began to cry. He bumped into something brick hard. He turned around to see a huge bear with ripped clothes and blood-dipped teeth. Trip ran away as fast as he could, the bear close in his tracks. However his next step decided his fate. He had fallen into a pitfall trap. Trip struggled, and screamed, but it was too late. The bear's teeth sunk into his skull.
Trip's head was later cut off and tacked to the bulletin board along with a note.
Why did you abandon us, Trip? Because you are a truly selfish soul who cares more about himself than an entire population. I hope you suffer in the afterlife. Sorry for the stain on this note, I'm writing this while bathing in a tub of your blood."