"It's over..."
Poke stood by the stream, staring blankly at the spreading pollution.
Wherever the river water flowed, the plants on the banks limply collapsed. But that wasn't all. Soon, they began to swell, slowly inflating like balloons, their soft bodies puffing up and bulging.
Then, right before Poke's shocked eyes, they burst into pieces.
This "inflation pollution" was still spreading relentlessly along the riverbanks, while the contaminated stream continued to flow downstream.
It wasn't hard to imagine that the other branches of the stream were suffering the same fate.
After seeing this, Poke could no longer control his body and collapsed limply to the ground.
"It can still be fixed... It can still be fixed..."
He struggled to his feet and ran back the way he came.
'I just need to fix the lake water.'
