Roy slowly opened the heavy metallic door and was met with a round of stairs leading downwards. Obviously, an underground roadway must be in the ground to be called that. Roy closed the door behind him and walked down the stairs. The steps were made out of stone, while the celling and floor were also made out of stone but with some metallic pipes and bolts.
Once he reached the lowest point he could go, he was met with the underground roadway. Four lines filled with cars going with extreme speed in either side, while there was barely a walkway at either sides of the road, extremely thin and easily to slit on. There were also some cyclists using it, adding more danger to any possible pedestrian, which right now was Roy. The only person that wasn't in a fast moving car, or riding a Pokémon or using a bicycle to move, he was barefoot with shoes on.
Tho, being the only human without vehicle didn't mean he was the only person without a vehicle. Even tho the road was extremely dangerous and loud, there were still Pokémons around. Wild ones probably, or some that got abandoned by their trainers. Either way, Roy was intrigued by their existence in such a man-made place, so deep underground.
A pack of Boltunds could be seen around the walls of this underground tunnel, they don't seem hostile, just hanging around but filled with electrifying speed.
A Wobbuffet walks aimlessly on the small sidewalk, bumping in the cyclists and screaming nonsense.
A Salazzle leans on an exit door, at the other side of the road, eyeing Roy up and down.
A random bicycle sits idle not far from Roy. It's owner seemes nowhere to be found.
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