I can't remember my nightmare on that night. It hurts to remember. All I recall was that it felt like heavy darkness and smelled like raw meat.
"Wake up, Leaf!" My mom called out, pulling me from my slumber. "I've noticed that you didn't get the decorations yet from the basement! I thought I told you to read the list carefully, kiddo."
“Sorry. I'll do it." I yawned and quickly dresses into a plain light blue T-shirt and very worn jeans. "Are the switches working?” I asked, not liking to be in the dark.
“I haven't checked one of them, but if you're gonna be a trainer, you're gonna have to walk in the dark.”
"Breakfast is on the table," she said and left to prepare something in the garage. I took a slice of generously buttered toast and scarfed it down while I made my way to the basement. I planned to eat the second toast when I'm done.
The basement isn't as bad as it seems, but I hated the suffocating air down there. I carefully went down the sp