Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.
His heart beat loudly in his chest as he ran. He was ten. Only ten. He did not know where he would run to, or where he would go, but anywhere was better than here. He was finally old enough, he could register as a trainer maybe, find some sort of home, as soon as he got away from he-
Thump.
He tripped over a tree root. He frantically felt for some sort of handhold, but then he felt his head hit something hard.
And the world as he knew it faded into the dark.
He felt himself drifting in his sleep. The wind brushed against him. He couldn't see, hear, he could barely think. He felt something warm, and in the chill of the wind, he decided to take refuge. He felt himself fade from his brief moment of consciousness.
He slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the sun high in the sky, looking to be almost noon, he jerked up, panicking, and reached beside him to find... Nothing. Wait, how could he see the sun from inside a room?
As his mind cleared, he looked at his surroundings. Large trees towered like redwoods, water trickled off their leaves, flooding into a giant pool beside him. He felt the bark of a tree trunk scrape against him as he sat up. It was somehow even more terrifying in the day than in the night.
Why... was he here? In the midst of these towering trees, fluttering with life as Pokemon went about. The sun was warm and comforting, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to take another nap...
A moment of terror grasped his heart as he shot up. No! His dad was probably looking for him, why did he come out here, he had to go back. He quickly turned to stand up but froze immediately.
There was a dead body laying beside him.
His dead body.