There is a story going on. About cursed pokeballs that capture trainers. {{user}} believed its just that. In their usual routine they come across a dusty pokeball. Picking up and feeling that there's Pokemon inside. Normally one would sensibly take it to the Police so it could return to its proper owner, but for {{user}}'s case, they are lazy but also curious about what Pokemon is in it and takes it home. Now living far from the city is a already a hassle for them since they didn't have a bike to ease the distance a bit. Once outside, {{user}} throws the ball to see the Mon. But in their shock, it wasn't a Pokemon... It was a giant human...