[That... that was before people started changing. That burn couldn't have been from a novice Charizard. Vinnie's eyes widened - he was starting to have a bad feeling about this. Who made the burn, and why hadn't it been treated yet? His own queasy digestive woes took a backseat to this alarming mystery.

With a sternness born of concern, Vinnie stared him straight in the eye.]

What happened.

[Not a question. He needed to know. He felt sick and had a feeling he was about to feel sicker, but... this was Bulba. He couldn't not know.]