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We made our way outside to the foggy town once again. The direction of Sugar Cube Corner wasn't that far away. It should only take a couple minutes to get there.
“Huh? What's this?”
I look down at Pinkie. She was looking down at her nose. There was a small speck of white at the tip of it. I look up and see snow beginning to fall. Pinkie then thought of something.
“That's weird. Maybe that means there are Pegasi up there controlling the weather!”
I look down and we nod together. We begin a slow run towards the bakery.
A small, crackling sound then began to emanate from Pinkies bag.
“Huh?”
Pinkie stuck her head in the bag and brought out the radio. She handed it over to me to inspect. The dial was doing nothing to the sound. I fiddled with it and began to hear slight noises coming from it.
“.......istant.....never......eaving......mind.......orever........ye.”
The static then became even more intense.
“Oh look!”, Pinkie shouted
“It's another pony!”
I look up from the small radio to see a figure beginning to outline the thick fog before us.
“Maybe he can help us! Excuse me sir or mam, we want to know where everypo....”
Her sentence was cut short. The shock on her face probably matched mine.
“AHHH!!”, Pinkie yelled in a high pitch.
I just stood there watching the small pony approach, slowly realizing it wasn't a pony.
“Urraagh...rrruuughh....grrrugghh...”
The thing was grunting in what seemed like pain. It's fur completely gone and skin badly damaged and very rubber looking. It's eyes were gone, replaced by two empty, blood dried sockets. It's front right leg was gone with only a short stump remaining. It looked badly damaged and in need of medical care. But I knew it was no longer a pony.
“Ar-are you alright?”, Pinkie asked the slow moving deformed pony.
She stepped back and looked on with caution. I however wanted to approach it differently.
“Grrruuugh...nyyyuugh...”
The small radio was ecstatic at the presence of this creature. I placed it in my chest pocket and took a step forward.
The thing lunged towards me. I stepped to the right just in time to see it fly by me. It meet nothing but air and ground as it landed face first next to Pinkie. Pinkie screamed and ran towards the direction of the bakery. I also saw no point in fighting such a slow creature and ran to catch up to Pinkie.
“What was that thing!?”, Pinkie cried out.
“I don't know, but I don't think it's going to be the last one we see.”
The radio dimmed down the static as we ran. The monster must have been setting it off.
We stop as we meet face to face with the door to Sugar Cube Corner. Pinkie is the first to try the door. It opens with a small creak. Me and Pinkie are satisfied by this and walk in. We look around the dark room of the bakery.
“I hope we don't see anymore of those things in here.”, Pinkie said.
I reach into my chest pocket and pull out the small radio. I open the flap on Pinkie's bag and place it in there with her lantern.
“This radio seems to detect when monsters are nearby. If we get separated, you should have it so you don't get injured.”
She looked back and saw me place it in. She nods and continues towards the stairs. As I begin to follow her, a voice pops back into my head.
“Assistant... I need your help in the kitchen...”
I stop and turn towards the doors to the kitchen. I look up to see if Pinkie heard that. Pinkie was already upstairs and didn't notice my turn towards the kitchen. I slowly contemplate who or what it could be. My mind is trying to recognize the voice. It sounds so.... familiar. I slowly turn my body and head for the kitchen.
The doors swing open as I inspect the kitchen of the bakery. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The counters were covered with pots and pans. The smell of flour and other kinds of spices and such filled the air of the room. Even the table was clear as day. I walk in and look around the surfaces of the kitchen. I was feeling around the counter top and in the pans when my hand grazed over something. It didn't feel like a kitchen utensil or something used in a kitchen. I pulled it up and examined it. It was a small square flashlight. It looked like the one policemen carry in their shirt pockets. I test to see if the thing worked. To my surprise, it lit up brightly and I could finally see more of the room. I soon regretted it...
The rooms color was completely changed. The walls were covered with a red palate of fresh blood. The counter pots and pans were now full of rotten foods and what can only be described as the inner organs of other ponies. The smell was incredibly strong and pungent. I felt sick to the stomach at the sight of this. I ran towards the door. I was met with a newly put up wall.
“PINKIE!!!”
I was only met with silence.
I was panicking. I was trapped in a room full of blood and the remains of other ponies. I then set my sights to the table.
There was a box now placed in the middle of the table. It was only about three inches big and wide. I slowly approach the table to see what was inside. The box had a small lid placed on it. I reached out with caution towards the box. My hand finally reached the box after what seemed like hours. I grasped the lid and slowly lifted up. I take a slow glance inside the box. It was a small folded up piece of paper. I became confused by this and questioned what was going on. I grab it and unfold it. I point the flashlight down to see what it says. The words confuse and terrify me. I know exactly what each one means. The three simple words, written in bright red.
I'M NEVER LEAVING!
Slowly, the flashlight begins to dim and the room becomes nothing but blackness....