Luna flew through the Dreamworld, an endless expanse filled with numerous stars. But more numerous, are the doors. Floating amongst the stars are a multitude of doors. Some reflecting the dreamer themselves, others reflecting the dream itself. One could lose their way in this realm, but not Luna. No, she had been doing this of over a millennia. She flew past the doors, patrolling for nightmares to cull, as was her duty as the guardian of the night. She approached an area where she felt a disturbance in the realm. When nightmares happen in the same location, they tend to group up; making it easier to find them.
Though the disturbance she felt was not due to the number of nightmares, but the scale of them. Luna sensed there was two of them. These two were absolutely terrified, and the nightmare was powerful. The two doors were side by side, one warped and rotting, the other bloodied and chipped. In the center of each door was a trio of apples and a trio of gemstones respectively. Luna immediately recognized them as two of the Element Bearers. She decided to help Applejack first then move to Rarity, as one was closer than the other.
Luna gently opened the weak door, as to not break it. She entered a dimly lit room, the smell of rot and viscera was thick in the air and immediately after entering, Luna could feel the slickness of both old and new blood on the floor. In the corner there was a table covered in rusty, sinister blades. On the other side of the room was a single, barbed, rusted meathook. Hanging from it was Applejack. She was just hanging there, limply. She was still alive, but all the fight was gone. In between the table and Applejack, was a door. Opting for subtly, Luna had entered silenced and invisible. Luna continued to stare at this scene for a while, until she heard steps on the other side of the door. Applejack seemed to 'awaken' at the sound, and began to struggle on the hook. Luna watched as the barbs tore away at her in her desperation to avoid whatever was on the other side of the door.
While Luna could watch for a while longer in order to see the source of the nightmare, she opted to help Applejack directly and change the dream to something a bit more pleasant. Unfortunately, the dream itself collapsed from such a drastic change; giving Applejack a dreamless sleep. Anything was better than a night terror. Luna sighed as she was safely ejected from the dream. While she could navigate the realm with no trouble, a millennium without practice altering dreams has done her no favors.
Luna entered Rarity's dream, only to see absolutely nothing. Well, that's not true. She could see blurred silhouettes, and she could see Rarity. Upon a large table was Rarity, most of her skin had been removed, however, and most of her organs had also been removed. Said organs were carried away and disposed of by the blurred silhouette. There was no detail, and all she could tell was that it was bipedal. Ponyville has had trouble with diamond dogs in the past, they must be the source! Not wanting to put Rarity through more mental pain, she banished the dream as she had Applejack's.
As Luna was ejected from the dream, dawn was approaching. She was about to exit the realm and alert the guards to go to Ponyville when she spotted something curious. Among the doors was a pure metal one. There was no handle and it was covered in intricate designs and what looked to be high tech locks. She could hear explosions on the other side and a male shouting, "For the Emperor!" She tried to enter, but she couldn't find a way to open the door. Before she could try anything else, the door disappeared as the dreamer awoke.
Jacob
I woke up with the early morning sun shining through my window and into my eyes. My back was killing me, and remembering the previous night, it was no wonder. Hauling around a huge boar and falling asleep in a chair was NOT doing wonders for my back. Thankfully, that boar would provide me with food for a while, so there was no need to hunt for a while. What I needed was to get up and start my day.
I stretched and got up to start my morning routine. I left my notes on the desk as no one would disturb them there. I did, however grab some paper and write a to-do list for the day. I definitely needed a pulley or two for my shed and workshop. I looked at yesterdays shirt and noted that I need to get that fixed. I looked at my chest and arm, which I used the last of my bandages to patch up, so need to get more. So that means that I'll need to go buy some bandages from Ponyville Hospital, as they also act as a pharmacy, a stop by Rarity's to get my shirt fixed, always a pleasure to talk to Rarity, but where would I get a pulley system around here? I could stop by Dr. Hooves, but he's a bit, crazy. Ya, scratch that idea, not going to him. The only other place I could think of was to see if Applejack had any spares I could purchase. Damn it. I didn't like Applejack, and the feeling was mutual, albeit more serious on her end. Maybe if I made it clear it was purely for business, she might be able to act civil.
I did my normal routine, had a nice fish breakfast, and made my way out into town. I never really mentioned it, but ponies are skittish, but friendly creatures. Some waved to me as I passed, others said hello, both gestures I returned. I decided that I would get my bandages first, as those are more important than shirts or pulleys. Heh, sounds like a pony shop, Shirts and Pulleys. Might have just struck gold with that idea.
I entered Ponyville Hospital and walked up to the counter. "Hey Nurse Coldheart."
Nurse Coldheart, a light blue earthpony mare wearing a nurse cap atop a light purple mane, returned my gesture. "Hey Jacob. How can I help you today?" She sighed when she saw my bandaged arm. "You dumb ass. Did you cut yourself on another tool? You need to be more careful! Carpentry is a dangerous profession, as I thought you were aware."
I chuckled at her more crass language than I've seen most ponies use. "And you wonder why they put you in the front. Your bedside manner is terrible!"
"Hey now, I just tell it how it is. Seriously though, stop hurting yourself. I almost think you're doing on purpose."
"Eh, occupational hazards. You know how it is. Speaking of getting hurt-"
"Oh finally! I was wondering when you would come in for a medical examination. You have been living here for, what, six months? And you have no medical record!" Coldheart cried out.
"And I'm not getting one today either. You can't convince me either. I will die an enigma!"
"Sounds about right. Just, whenever you sick, just make sure you don't stay home and die just to spite me, okay?" Damn it, the puppy dog eyes.
I hiss and cover my eyes. "Enough, enough!"
Coldheart laughed. "That's what I thought. So, you here for your usual?"
"That's right, used the last of my bandages on this and my chest. As you said carpentry is dangerous work, and I need some more."
"Alright, that will be ten bits."
I purchased my goods and left, Coldheart calling out, "Don't get yourself killed, you masochist!"
I left to Rarity's place with a bit of a spring in my step. I don't care what happens, today's a good day!