A need for maintenance

Navigation Check: Passed!

Following your intuition pays off, as your excellent navigation skills guide you to the famous attraction. Yet, the whole area looks like it’s seen better days. The sidewalk is cracked and dirty, with many sun-charred pieces of gum dotting the surface. The roads have been driven clean of any paint separating the different lanes, and all signs or billboards marking this as the Safari Zone are faded and peeling. Once you reach the boarded up entrance to the building, though, you’re **** to face reality. The Safari Zone is closed.

You’re almost in tears when you hear a voice from several yards away, near the side of the building. “Excuse me dear! Are you here to visit the Safari Zone?” Your face lights up as you look over to see a man and a woman, both wearing the signature Safari Zone employee uniforms. You nod enthusiastically, hoping that they can help you out somehow.

“We’re sorry for the inconvenience,” the woman says. “We’re currently renovating the building as it is in dire need of maintenance.”

“Just like this whole area,” the man adds. “We’ll be working on the surrounding roads and signage once the building itself is in tip-top shape, which should be in a couple weeks.”

Ah. Figures. Your journey takes you to Fuchsia City but the best thing here, the place you’ve wanted to visit since forever, is closed for renovations. That’s life for you. Ahaha…

“I just can’t bear to see you so crestfallen though,” the woman says. “You’re too cute to be making such a sad face. Maybe we could make a special exception, just for her?”

The man sighs. “I suppose we can. It’s not like the pokemon have gone anywhere. We just have to make sure we get her in and out without disrupting the workers.”

Insight Checked: Failed!

“Really? You’ll both do that for me! Thank you so much!” Stars fill your eyes as you follow the strangers around to the side of the building. You gush about how excited you are as they show you to the side door, laughing merrily all the while. With a dramatic flourish, the woman opens the door.

“After you, dear!”