Heath looked curiously at the Snowpoint City before him. It was strange: elderly men and women pushed little strollers with deeply respectful expressions, and in those strollers were tiny children who looked only one or two years old. Their curious eyes surveyed the world around them as they babbled and cooed.
Apart from that, however, this Snowpoint City was much like the normal world, except that work did not exist here. Heath looked around the office buildings, which were filled with all kinds of entertainment facilities. He even saw several middle-aged people playing computer games inside. Curious, Heath walked over for a look, but when those middle-aged people saw him, they hurriedly stood up and bowed with the utmost respect, leaving him completely baffled.
"They respect you because you are much older than they are." A strange voice spoke. Heath turned to look and saw a Pokémon whose figure drifted in and out, with a single enormous, blood-red eye.
"Dusknoir?" Heath was somewhat surprised. Seeing a Dusknoir really was a rare opportunity. There were very few recorded sightings of this Pokémon, and even Agatha did not have one.
In the real Pokémon world, Ghost-type Pokémon were relatively uncommon, and few varieties had been sighted. However, it was said that visiting haunted places or Pokémon cemeteries made it easier to encounter Ghost-type Pokémon.
"This is the Distortion World. After people die, their souls come here and begin living again from the age at which they died. The longer they live, the younger they become. Once they become infants, they are reincarnated." When Dusknoir spoke, no one else could hear him. Only Heath could hear his voice.
When those middle-aged people saw that Heath had no particular reaction, they went back to playing their games.
Dusknoir's words also helped Heath understand why