(This switches from the mysterious journal to an excerpt from "Equestrian Legends." There is smudged writing at the bottom of this page.)
The Hour of Twilight
You hear whispers on the streets of Equestrian cities, mainly Ponyville, about how ponies disappeared and have trouble follow. You think you can run, or hide, from her wrath, but you can't. Once you hear her whispers, you can't escape. You are as good as gone. Who is this pony? Her name is Unknown. Literally. Unknown is her name. Though not by her parents, this was who she came to be known as. She was a bright, energetic young filly, ready to learn, but... she had a dark secret. Many, many, many moons ago, ponies were very superstitious and jumpy when it came to unexplainable forces. Whoever looked like, walked like, or even talked like a witch or an unidentified creature was immediately executed. These were very harsh times in Equestria. Unknown, whose real name was never found out, knew of these harsh acts. She knew that she was beginning to be constantly watched, and once the time came....she wasn't surprised. She was going to die. Or so she thought...
When the executioners took her in, they said they didn't want to kill her. They wanted to torture her. To make her feel the pain she had supposedly inflicted onto her fellow ponies. She asked why they didn't kill her, punish her, but they didn't reply. They brought out knives and stabbed her wherever they could without hitting anything vital. They used their hooves to continually beat her. Unknown didn't care.
However, as time went on, the filly started to grow...tired of their rough play. With a sudden burst of energy, she tackled her executioners to the ground and beat them. They were fighting back, and almost won. Almost. Unknown slipped her small body under their hooves and tripped them. She followed that outburst and continually beat them, blood getting everywhere on her coat. Her once cyan-coloured eyes were now a scarlet red as anger and corruption leaked their way through her barrier. She fought to hide it back, but failed. The last thing her rapists saw were her eyes, with so much pain, self-hate, and corruption in her slit irises. She gained all that pain and self-hate from being used as a sex-toy. The corruption, however.... Nopony knows how or why she was corrupted. They still don't. After this, after her being used constant times...she snapped into a frenzy, kidnapping ponies and making them her slaves. These slaves often died of malnutrition or torture. Unknown's body was no longer normal... Instead, she was now legally classified as a live, stuffed pony. Her ears were soft and had fluff in them, much like a cat's. Her soft fur was now a leathery material, and whenever she accidentally cut open her legs, stuffing instead of blood came out. Very few ponies know of her now...
You know you're being watched.
You know of me.
I know you do.
However, do you truly know me?
Maybe not.
Maybe it's just your imagination.
Though you know I awaken at the hour of twilight.