you have entered a graveyard. You are alone. The only light in the area is the moon. The place is giving you a strange feeling of being watched… it turns out that the feeling was not a thing of your imagination… you look at one of the gravestones… soon the ground starts to move and a hand bursts out of the ground… you jump back in shock. You slowly back away from your current threat… it’s a gardevoir. But it’s gave off a horrid smell… its skin was seemingly sewn together… what do you do?