The kid didn’t laugh. “It’s… him. The Trashman.”

I blew into the cartridge, a ritualistic superstition, and slotted it into my SP.

Type: ??? Ability: PURGE

The acronym appeared on the digital manifest, glowing faint green against the black background of the handheld’s screen.

The sprite wasn't Brendan or May. It was a pixel-art approximation of a sanitation worker—orange vest, blue cap. The location map in the corner didn't read "Littleroot Town." It read .