The rain had not stopped for three days in Solaceon Town. Not the gentle, pattering kind that lulled you to sleep, but a thin, persistent drizzle that seeped into jackets and spirits alike. Lucas knew this because he had been standing outside the Solaceon Ruins for most of it.
"To whoever finds this—do not follow the key. I was part of the expedition that sealed the Old Chateau's true basement. We thought the Ghost Pokémon were the secret. They are not. They are the guards. Beneath them, behind a door that does not exist, is the thing Giratina was meant to forget. The key opens nothing here. It opens the past. Burn it. Burn the map. And if you value your own reflection, never—" hidden items pokemon platinum
The letter cut off mid-word. The rest of the page was a ragged tear, stained black. The rain had not stopped for three days in Solaceon Town
Inside, wrapped in oilcloth, were three items that did not exist in any Pokédex or item guide he had ever read. "To whoever finds this—do not follow the key