Carmenta isn't sure when the nightmares started, only that it was probably a couple weeks after she… returned. Aft first she didn't know what they were, really. Flashes of dark landscape, running from something in terror, huddling around a weak fire. She wakes up unsettled, but brushes them off. Nightmares happened to everyone, no big deal, really.
They get longer though, more detailed. Audible are the harsh breathing of her companions, her pursuers footsteps, and other seemingly innocuous sounds. She can almost feel her legs and arms (no that can't be right… I'm a Skitty, this isn't my body, who am I?) burning from exertion, the Pokémon getting closer and closer and…
She wakes up in a cold sweat, in a body with four legs, a tail, pointed ears, and she is extremely relieved. During the day's exploration, she muses over it with her best friend Hersilia, a kind, if a bit talkative, Vulpix.
"I dunno Car, maybe it could be something bad? What if it's something like your dimensional screams? ...You're right, those are only when you're touching something, so that wouldn't make sense. Maybe you're just stressed. Honestly I got a quite a few nightmares after you dis—" She breaks off, sounding a bit strained. She never did like talking about that time.
Carmenta hums, but shrugs it off. If they meant anything, it would become clear eventually. Hersilia was right though, she was probably was just stressed. They reach the floor of the outlaw they were tracking down, and soon end up back at the guild, nightmare forgotten.
You're running and running and everything is dark, but really you have never knows anything other than dark besides the stories your mother used to tell you—
Don't think about her. It'll only distract you. The Sableye are coming after you, and you have to get to safety before they can catch you. It wouldn't do to be captured this late in the plan. All of you were so close you could do it, and then you could fix everything, make happiness out of this miserable world….
You wake up, and you know.
She debates, for a while, over whether to let Hersilia on to her revelation. 'Sil hadn't mentioned it since, did she even remember? Did she think it was important? Was it important? Carmenta shook herself. Of course it was important! Her memories were coming back! A bit late, to be honest, but maybe that was a good thing, in hindsight. How much would have changed had she remembered sooner?
Nevermind. Ifs and buts didn't matter now. Everything was fine. Why is this stressing her out so much? Yeah, she finally thought, I'd better tell Sil. She'll probably find out either way.
In the end, she brings it up as they're settling down to bed. The moon crawls up the sky as you carefully explain it, and she listens patiently until the Skitty is done. She immediately speaks afterwards, though.
"Oh! That makes sense, I suppose. It's nice that you're regaining your memories! Well, except for the fact that they seem to be pretty scary memories. To be honest, I have no idea what to tell you….. If you ever need to talk about them, I'll at least listen! For now, though, maybe we should go to bed? Tomorow'll be a big day, as usual!"
Sil is right, of course, she acknowledged. The rest of the guild was silent, they needed to get their sleep too. Tamping down the slight fear of another dream, she settles down on her bed, falling asleep to Hersilia's gentle snores.