(sorry if you already saw it but I was supposed to que it for this afternoon X”D)
Maeve twitched, and slowly opened her eyes. She was in the dark basement, lying on the floor. It took only a moment before her eyes adjusted and she saw the boxes, frames, and other things. With a groan, she sat up, her head pounding in pain. Reaching back and gently touched her head, a hiss escaped when she found a large sensitive bump, half the size of a poke-ball.
Gently brushing the bump again, a jolt of pain brought back the memories of the day before. Her body went rigid as she felt her core temperature rise in anger and embarrassment. Someone had turned, no, reduced her to no better than a young immature child with a schoolgirl crush.
Drifting up off the floor, her vision flashed red. She grabbed her face, trying to keep her eyes closed, fighting back; but her anger levels were already too high. With a scream, she released an extreme nightmare attack; entrapping the Inn in a huge dark purplish ball that during the day would have done nothing but turn the place dark for a while and make the resident’s ponder.
But it was not mid-day. It was still early morning, and only a few of the resident were awake. The residents who were still asleep peacefully in their bed were suddenly attacked with nightmares of running or past memories as the orb expanded outward containing screams of sleeping tormented, then slowly disintegrated.
Derp and Luas, who were awake and talking in the kitchen, heard the scream and jumped, feeling chill run down their spine. It wasn’t long till a black wall went straight through them, screams filling their heads. Luas arched and snapped into a coil, grinding his teeth as Derp covered his ears, falling to the kitchen floor.
The screamed duly subsided, and Derp slowly let her ears go. Drifting up, he grabbed the counter and leaned over it with a groan, his head spinning. He had no idea what happened, but knew that it probably was not good.
Below the kitchen the drained Darkrai was still hearing the faint screams. She wobbled and collapsed the the ground, lightheaded and in extreme regret. Pulling herself over to a pile of old sacks and blankets, she crawled under one of the top covers, curling up into a ball. Burying her face into herself, she shakily whispered out to those trapped in the nightmare world,