"Dian, could this be...?"
Lorelei followed him over, her gaze growing solemn as she examined the water stains on the deck.
With her familiarity with both water and ice, she could naturally make out the human-shaped traces concealed amid the water stains and deduce how the people might have vanished into thin air.
"Was this Darkrai?"
"That's right. Everyone aboard this ship was hit by Darkrai's Black Hole and fell asleep. Now they've vanished into thin air, too."
Dian recalled the Dream Girl Fennel's research into the dream world. "They were probably imprisoned inside Darkrai's own dream space."
He immediately turned and asked, "Before coming to this island, did you see Darkrai, or did anything strange happen?"
He suspected that the Black Hole Darkrai had just used was more like a screening process.
Perhaps only Trainers or Pokémon capable of withstanding that Black Hole could reach this little island and take part in what came next.
Those who could not resist would be locked inside Darkrai's own dream space as a reserve food supply.
Lorelei, standing beside him, was the best person to ask.
"I haven't seen Darkrai."
Lorelei thought it over carefully, then shook her head. "I just happened to receive an invitation."
With that, she took out a black letter.
Smoochum, Misdreavus, and Meloetta, who remained hidden and unusually quiet beside Dian, all glanced at it curiously without making a sound. Clearly, they knew what took priority.
Slowbro, meanwhile, was still pondering the extra 0.0001 kg of body weight and had no time for other trivial matters.
Dian took the rather eerie invitation and inspected it. It was black all over, with a white, flame-like emblem blooming in the lower right corner.
He opened it to find several lines written in large lettering, every stroke so precise that