Ok, have a short prompt story for you guys (and girls, I know you're there) since Halloween is just around the corner. Enjoy.


Sleep

It started with her husband. Every night when she would slave away in the kitchen to keep it clean until he came in and dirtied it again, he would scream:

"Shut up, hag, I'm trying to sleep here! Just let me sleep!"

She was a patient wife who loved him, despite his many faults. But one night, in a drunken rage, he stumbled into the kitchen with a hammer, breaking her arm and many of their belongings. She had no Pokémon to defend herself with, so she took the full force of his blows. That was it.

The next night she cooked mushrooms for him, one arm in a sling, for she had no money for a doctor. She only ate rice, but he devoured the mushrooms. He said that he was feeling strange and went to bed, she followed him. He collapsed on the bed, face and hands turning blue, she poked him to see if he was still alive. He was, but he died within minutes, mumbling "just let me sleep!" all the while.

So she let him sleep, she let him sleep for days. When he didn't wake up she decided to encase him in cement so the sound of the floorboards being torn up wouldn't wake him. She threw him in the hole she made in the floor and covered him back up so he could sleep in the dark all the time. When visitors stop by she urges them to sleep. And sleep. And sleep, just like her husband did. She's still waiting for him to wake up.