The nice breeze cools you off and your partner. You walk through the woods as the leaves cruble and the twigs snap. You get a little scared, but your partner stays close by your side. You keep hearing footsteps and rushing. Hissing and giggling. Visions of tendrils and such. You walk a bit further to where it's brighter and more sunny. You sighed again in relief. They are all just Pastamon. You begin to wonder if there is really anything to be afraid of. It's supossed to be a world full of friendship, not fear... You begin to understand more. Your partner does, too. He begins to understand you more, too. You both have an unbreakable bond. What's there to be afraid of? Let's capture!