Meteor strike

“...Hey, uhm... this is an unrelated question, but...” Picky began, with a bit of
hesitation. “You said you met with my brother, right? Did Pokey seem like...Pokey, to
you?”

“...What?”

“I mean, did he seem like the real Pokey?” Picky went on. “Did he seem like the
same brother I've always known?”

As he looked into Picky's earnest, upturned eyes, which reflected the various
colors of the flickering flames, a cold chill ran down Ness's spine. He felt a sudden
trickle of goosebumps.

“...What are you saying, Picky?” he replied at last.

“Well, I... I saw it. ...When this thing fell here,” Picky said, as he jerked his chin
in indication toward the meteorite and then shivered. “...Little fragments scattered
everywhere. They slammed against the windshield...the ground was really shaking,
and Pokey turned the wheel hard...and then suddenly the door opened, and I fell out.
And then...an especially large fragment of the meteorite tore through the roof of the
car...” Picky shut his eyes tight. “I heard a terrible scream, like, 'Gyaaaaaah!' The car
suddenly lit up, like it was on fire. I thought there was no way Pokey didn't completely
burn up in there... but then...... well, are you really sure Pokey's alright...?”

“...Oh, cut it out,” said Ness, as he shook his head. “Pokey was just as
horrible...I mean, just as healthy as ever. And as for the Ferrari...... I didn't really get a
good look at it, but...it didn't look like something had torn through it or anything like
that. Now, Picky...are you just trying to scare me with some made-up story?”

“I'm not making any of this up!” Picky cried, as his face crinkled up in
frustration. “There's no reason for me to lie about this!... But... well... I guess it could
have been a hallucination... or maybe a dream, or something. When I fell out of the car,
I may have passed out for a little while from the pain and the shock...”

“I'm sure that's what it was,” said Ness, as he took hold of Picky's shoulder.

“You were suffering from the shock of an awful experience, and you couldn't tell the
difference between your dreams and reality.”

“I hope so,” said Picky. “But...do you really think that's what
happened... Ness...?”

- Mother 2, Chapter 1 pgs. 10-11