The basement was cold and dark. Akaiko had been laying in the middle of the floor for the longest time. For months, at least. Not only was she probably freezing by now, but she was covered head-to-toe in cobwebs. How could nobody notice someone as womanly and brillianty red as Akaiko laying in the middle of the floor? Of course, rarely anyone entered this portion of the basement anymore, but whenever somebody did come along, he/she was BOUND to notice!
Oh, once Akaiko woke up, she would either be furious or not remember a damned thing... and perhaps she wouldn't remember anything.
The basement ceililing, once covered with wooden panels