Heath opened his eyes in confusion. He had just been meditating, intending to rest until tomorrow, but who would have thought that he would hear knocking in the middle of it? Puzzled, he glanced out the window. It was still dark; dawn had yet to break. Who had come knocking at his door? After picking up his phone to check the time, his expression darkened further. Seriously, it was only three thirty in the morning, a full hour before he was supposed to get up. What bastard had come knocking at his door?
Heath irritably got dressed, then went straight to the food truck's cab. He could see who was knocking from there. After all, the food truck had surveillance cameras, though the surveillance equipment provided by the system was completely undetectable, and Heath rarely used it.
Although Heath was quite capable himself and very strong, he still had no intention of opening the door right away. Who knew whether someone knocking in the middle of the night was good or bad? Heath did not want to open the door only to get stabbed. That would be far too great a loss.
Things like that happened from time to time. Although the Pokémon world was relatively safe, Heath had still seen news reports of such incidents, so he remained very vigilant.
But when he saw the surveillance feed, Heath paused. He could not see who had been knocking, which puzzled him somewhat. Then again, the knocking had stopped after he woke up, got dressed, and came out. Heath dragged the progress bar back and replayed the footage. Only then did he see the culprit-a bird whose appearance he could not make out. It had clung to his door and pecked at it several times with a series of knocks before