Well John, that was the music that began playing as the black screen appeared and he waited for his character to exit the tower.

[[A bit of a dark chuckle.]]

Or, at least, he expected to exit the tower. As it turned out, however, after a few moments of waiting and then a few button presses, he merely found himself inside of a pitch black room.

One he would need Flash to illuminate.

[[Scared yet, John?]]

Before, however, he took care of that, he decided to try and find something more pleasant on the radio to listen to. Much to his great dismay, he didn't have the radio card.

Nor the time or phone cards, either. Strange, isn't it? All he had available to him was his map, and that did little to help him. It simply showed his character standing amidst a sea of pitch, black nothingness.

Recalling that his Cyndaquil, Hurry, knew Flash, he made haste to light up the room. Unlike normal circumstances, however, there was no message indicating that he used Flash. No "Hurry used Flash!" like there normally would be. Instead, the room simply lit up.

Something he immediately regretted.