On an old wooden bridge in West Kanto, Japan was a giant blue and cream bear, over 5 feet tall and 
weighing over 400 kilograms. Of course, route 12. He lazily resisted Red's attacks before being 
defeated. There was nothing special about this Snorlax. Maybe the next one would be different? The
defeated Snorlax fled for the mountains, freeing the bridge. As Red fought other traininers and wild 
monsters successfully, this Snorlax was making its way up North to the Kasumigaura bay.
Over the next week, he snuck through the various forests, staying as far away as possible from other
humans. It was a long journey to the Kasumigaura bay. In the night he had to quickly and carefully 
sneak through urban areas because he didn't want to be attacked by more Pokemon directed by 10 
year-olds.
A lot of walking, relaxing and eating of bushes, berries and vines were done to keep him going. The
forest was usually dense, difficult to get through as quickly as he liked but was self sustaining. The 
bay was surrounded by many parks and the occasional business. Neither park nor business would 
care about a single wild bear like him. At the edge of a park he walked over to the edge of the bay to
swim off battle he lost. The Snorlax stood by the cold water condifent he could swim safely in the 
shallow water. His thick fur and cylinders of pure fat and muscle would protect him from the cold 
temperature and make it possible for him to swim at any temperature. Unfortunately, the Snorlax's 
sense of location was incorrect. 
He stepped one paw in, then another, then pushed himself in with enough force to propel him away 
from the closest edge. As his giant paws sunk, he was unable to find the shallow bottom of the bay. 
His limbs thrusted him up as he took a breath in. He tried to turn around and get back but failed. His
giant arms tried to grab the edge of the bay but failed. Instead, he accidentally swam further away, 
above much deeper water. His breath was becoming stale. He breathed out, hoping to breathe in 
again. He failed to realize breathing out would make him slightly denser inside, causing him to sink 
more.
He was sinking, unable to swim properly and out of breath. Under the water, the Snorlax 
involuntarily breathed in, filling him with bay water and making him sink even more. The Snorlax 
treied to breathe as his wind pipe closed, making it impossible to get any more air or water in. His 
chest tightened, but the lack of air and water filling his nostrils burned like a bitch. His giant lungs 
burned, distracting him from trying to swim up, instead he pushed on his chest trying to ease the 
pain. It was as if he gave up trying to swim up.
His tight grip on his chest weakened as his body went limp and the feeling of pain was replaced 
with an odd bliss. The lack of air eventually suffocated him, causing him to drift unconsciously at 
the bottom of the bay. His unconscious body twitched causing his fur to spread out, making him 
look slightly bigger. His chest tightened and expanded, causing his upper body to thrust against the 
heavy water, not that it mattered. He was unconscious and the lack of air eventually stopped the 
poor 'mons heart.