An Idea once lost..

by DudeIknowHim


CH3 - Nightmares Come True

The source of her distress was un-evident, and she was sobbing painful regrets incoherently, as she rummaged through the drawers searching for something. Amongst the mess, on the nightstand lay a pre-written note. The only door barring entrance to the room was barricaded, and she was the only one home on the farm. The mare retrieved a small, cylindrical bottle from her nightstand and bit off its lid. It was sleeping medicine, for her nights of untold drastic insomnia.



She emptied the bottle into her hoof. She stood a moment in silence, staring at the small white tablets that lay scattered across it, tears streaking silently down her face. She stopped a moment and tossed them to her pillow. She then picked up the note in her teeth and climbed through her window, as she set off towards her destination.
The earth-toned pony arrived at the doorstep of the small home, which lie outside of the town, and leaned down to slip the note she held underneath the door. The small slip of paper slipped under silently, and she turned to go back to her home.
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A silent cloud of heat exhaled from behind my lips. The steam rose above my head, before quickly dissipating from sight. My eyes darted back and forth amongst the darkness they could not pierce.
Fear crept its way into my panicked thoughts, as snow fell calmly and almost at the same time ironically. I was chilled to the bone beneath my fur, and the wind only chilled me further. I bit down on my lip slightly to stave off its quaking, as I examined the snow blanketed woodwork. A whistle on the wind kept my nerves on edge and my mind chipping away. I take a few steps towards nothing. I wasn’t sure how I got here or where I was.
“H-..Hello?”

It came out nearly above a whisper. I knew it was no use, I had barley heard myself over the wind’s eerie calling, and the shivering breath of myself. I turned around to face the other direction, and was met by darkness and the wind blowing in my face. I turned again into the direction in which I stepped, and began a slow trot, slowed only by the bone-chilling wind, and hoof-deep snow. I walked for what seemed like hours, as I was met by a cliff-face I hadn’t seen. I turned and looked to the dimly lit sky, littered by falling flakes, to find no solace in the moon hiding itself behind thick storm clouds, burdened by gusts of wind.
I raised my hoof to the cliff-face and pressed against its cold, unforgiving stone. I scanned across and upward along its jagged and harsh surface, and looked to a medium sized boulder near me. Pulling myself onto the rock, I lost grip, slipping and striking my neck just below my chin against its sharp surface, cutting it and gushing crimson into the untouched snow beneath my hooves. Sitting down quickly, I pushed my hooves to the fresh wound. Blood staining itself over my fur, I leaned against the rock, whimpering like an injured foal. I crane my pained neck towards the rocks again, with my body shivering I put a hoof up onto it once again, using another to hold against my neck, replacing my hooves and pull weakly up onto the large boulder. I kept continuing to climb up the rock-face, and eventually found myself onto a wide ledge overlooking the forestry, and rolled over in the snow to rest, leaning my back against the surface of the natural wall, I continued to bleed incessantly.
I drug myself across the cold rock’s edge and underneath a small overhang that offered somewhat protection from the howling wind. I lay there pushing on the gushing wound in my neck, as the horrible cold from the mountainside seeped into my body. I felt an unnatural warmth envelope my body, as consciousness leaked from me and horrifying darkness crept in. I push myself up, denying my imminent death, and took to my hooves, standing up entirely on weak limbs and summoned strength.
I inched my way along the increasing slim ledge, looking down only for a moment to be instantly horrified by the deadly, frozen gulley beneath. I turned it from my attention inching to a larger platform that overlooked the endless forest in another direction. I stood strong against the wind screamed and howled, and violently fought its way into my folded back ears. With squinted eyes, I examined my surroundings against the wind, with my eyes stinging with cold, and snow, and the bleeding in my neck beginning to cease its torrent across my stained chest.

Behind me I heard rocks and pebbles tumble out of place, disturbed by an outside force. The crunching of snow behind me had made me perk my ears and turn to face its notion. Horrified as my eyes meet an anomaly that is a resemblance of myself was looking me back in the face. I took a step back shocked as to what I was seeing, before this façade of ambiguities, and was shoved by my doppelganger, off the cliff spiraling towards the rigid ravine below. The wind speeding past me stole the breath from lungs, stole the scream of terror as the distance between me and death went from meters to feet to inches, before I awake in a jolt, falling off my bed in a tangle of sheets, and covers.
I pushed myself to my hooves, my vision blurred, and the darkened room, In a swimming blur of deep grays, and tinted moonlight. I trotted silently over to a light switch and clicked it on. My eyes were flooded with new light, and my familiar bedroom swam into view.

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The mare lied in the corner of her room, quivering and crying to herself. She had taken the pills, and she lied there as her body rolled with aches, and decayed as the overdosing of medication set in. She was dying slowly. Her sobs echoed quietly throughout her destroyed abode. Every moment her body grew colder, and her whimpers weaker, as her world faded she looked out the window, and saw Celestia’s sun breach horizon and begin to illuminate her room silently. Her vision turned to darkness and a final breath left her lungs as she left this form of existence.

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My heart had hit my stomach; I found the note…there in the hallway near my front door. I fell to my haunches, with hiccups piercing sobs, and as my breaths began to quake with my vision blurred, and soaked with tears.