Just a short story about WHY Twilight is running! Yay!
Twilight heaved a sigh, she had gotten away from that monster that had been following her, stalking her every move. Smiling she walked forward, only to hear chains not too far behind her. Her blood ran cold and she shot a look at the corner, where there was an approaching shadow on the wall giving away his position. The strangest part was the shadow looked like it was looking...directly...at her...
Twilight bolted down the hall again as fast as she could.
Still running, she casted a teleport spell and landed was in a closet hiding suddenly.
Elsewhere, Spike's bad joke sense tingled.
"Someone's hiding in the closet. Come out! Don't worry, I wont judge you!" He snickered.
Twilight felt annoyance at that moment for some reason.
...He stopped?...
"Hey..." A voice whispered behind her. She now knew true terror. "Where'd he go?" It asked her. Screaming she came out the closet.
"Hey look guys! She finally came out the closet!" Spike said with a cruel grin.
She kept running, and running, and running. But no matter where she went, he was there walking casually. Or at least menacingly. Her legs gave out, she could run no more. The monster started walking quicker, and quicker. It opened its mouth so wide that it the floor. It's eyes started to glow an eerie shade of red. Roaring it consumed her, she screamed.
The Shadow found himself poking at this pony, she seemed to be having a nightmare. Was it his presence? He kept poking her to see if he could wake her. Eventually, she stirred. When she got a good look at him though...
"AHHHHH!!"