A low moan came from outside. The sound that followed made his skin crawl. It was a high pitch scree, that sounded like nails on a chalk board. The bedroom that he was in had only one window high up on the wall. He would need wings like father to see out of it. Another high pitch sound sent a shiver down his spine. He didn't want to see what was out there, but while the dead pony who wrote the journal had been vague on what was out there, they had been very clear on what it had done here. The ponies of this town had never left. If the colony expanded to the lake it could happen to them too. He wasn't going to let that happen. Another low pained moan came from outside. He took several deep breaths trying to calm himself down before heading out to the landing.
He crawled on his stomach to the window and poked his head up to see if he could find what was going on. At first he couldn't see anything. Another pained cry filled the air, he followed the sound back to the source, a large two legged bird just a mile or so outside of town. It was at the waters edge, being attacked by three large shrimp like creature, the smallest of which was easily twice the size of Nebula. The creatures were boxing the bird back against the water. In a couple of seconds the bird had been driven into the water by the shrimp like creatures. In an instant another giant shrimp shot out of the water and grabbed the two legged bird pulling it down with it back into the lake.
Another high pitch scree filled the air drawing his attention to back to the streets of the abandoned town. Dozens of the creatures were coming out of the lake. He shivered a little when he saw a few of them coming from the buildings, one of them even came from the first building that he had been in. He ducked back down hoping that none of them had seen him.
"Ha." A crow called from the window behind him making him jump. It started tapping at the window.
"Go away, go away." He waved with his hoof as he lay on the ground on his stomach. The crow called again. "Go away." His ears drooped down as the sound of banging came from the door. "Crud," he said under his breath. He looked around for anything that could be used as a weapon. Nothing. "Wait the poker." He hurried down the stairs and grabbed the poker. His magic grabbing at any thing else that could be used to bar door or make a barricade.
The loud screeing of the creatures was starting to give him a headache, which was making concentration a more taxing task than normal. He was relieved that the spell that had preserved the house wasn't just some weak preservation spell, as the door was slammed into again and again. He threw everything he could find against the door. Pictures, chairs, even the logs that were next to the fire place. He was about to run up stairs to grab the bed when the sound of shattering wood made him freeze. One of he smaller ones charged him. It was three times his size. He swung the poke at it trying to keep it away from him, as it drove him toward the living room. One of the larger creatures was fortunately blocking the door trying to get in, not realizing its great size made that an impossible task.
"Stay away!" Escutcheon thrust the poker at the crustacean. It only seemed to agitate the creature. Which shot one of its claws out at him at lightning speed. Knocking the air out of him and sending him rolling into the living room. He was certain that bones were broken, as his body erupted into pain. The creature continued toward him, he pulled himself away from it. In a panic he reached out with his magic for the first thing he could see. A burning log from the fire. He swung it at the creature. It backed away like a wolf. He focused on the other two logs in the fire place driving the crustacean back to the door they backed away. he dropped the logs in front of the door and slammed it as hard as he could. Using the last bit of his strength he dragged himself back to the living area to his bag, and chugged down one of the bile tasting healing potion. He hoped it would heal him before the fire died down, or the creatures got over their fear.