This white shrine was difficult to find in the dense fog, but you have made it.

Inside, the shrine is one large, pure white room. There are no windows. The only door is the one by which you entered. The room is empty except for a white stone altar with five stairs leading up to it. You walk up the steps to gaze upon the flat surface atop the altar. The top of the altar is coated with a sparkly white dust, perhaps from some precious gemstone. Nestled in the dust is a round silver object. Upon closer inspection, it seems to be a pokeball of some sort. A deep purple aura emanates from the pokeball. There is some writing on the pokeball that reads, "GUARDIAN SCRY."

The room suddenly feels colder. Getting the feeling that you are not alone, you look around the altar once more. No one is there. Seeing nothing else to do, you reach for the pokeball. The metal feels cold. You press the button...

In a flash of blinding light, the pokeball opens, releasing a ghostly-looking Dragonair. Hovering in the air, the spirit glares down at you. "Who dares to call upon me, Scry, the Elemental Spirit Guardian of Psyche?" Scry drifts closer, coming to eye level with you. "A test. I doubt you will pass, but as required by Nanami, I will give you a test. You must prove your psychic abilities to show your worthiness. Answer correctly and I will accompany you. Answer incorrectly and there will be dire consequences. I will give you some choices. The question is: what am I thinking right now?"

Scry directs your attention to the wall to your left, where black letters are beginning to form, as if being burned into the wall. They are the choices for the answer to his question. He awaits your answer.

1) This shrine could do with some redecorating.
2) I will devour this pathetic trainer.
3) All hail the muffins!
4) Something else (tell me what it is).