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// Intro: Locked in the Library 
// Story: Friendship is Failure #19: Write in the Head (Hour long special) 
// by DakariKingMykan 
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INTRO


One night in Canterlot, a mild-mannered Unicorn librarian was walking alone through the empty library as thunder and lightning struck outside.

“I guess I should lock up for the night.” she said to herself.

The first thing she did was turn out all the lights, and then she headed for the front-door, only to find they were stuck tight and wouldn’t open.

“What’s going on?” she whimpered.

The lightning and thunder, and the howling winds made the library seem really scaring, especially when the sound of something falling with a loud thud made the mare jump.

“Who’s there?!” she called “The Library is closed!”

There was a low moaning sound heard in the distance, really freaking her out.

“I have to get out of here!”

She raced to the windows, only to find they were stuck too, and the glass was thick and strong like steel, so she couldn’t bust her way out either.

“What is this?” she cried out, and she started pounding on the windows hoping for someone to hear and rescue her, but she couldn’t be heard over the storm.

Then there were more of those loud plopping sounds. She turned round and could see it was just a few books falling down off the shelves.

Curious as to how they were doing that, the mare walked over to the shelves, and saw the books on the floor. “How could they just fall down like that?” she wondered…

…But as she bent down to gather them up, the books began to quivering, and rise up into the air.

Then, they spouted nasty glowing eyes, and teeth while growling at her, making her scream and run down the way, and the books gave chase while more books flew off the shelf and joined in.

“This can’t be happening?!!” cried the librarian as she ran faster and faster… up the stairs, around corners, and even grabbing a broom to bat the monster books away, until one of them snatched the broom and chomped it to bits.

The mare threw down what was left for the stick and dashed into a large storage closet, slamming the door shut behind her, but there was no way to get out now, and worse: the books gathered in large numbers and began to pound forcefully against the door, smashing it down!

“NOOOOOO…!!!” screamed the mare as the monsters began to charge for her, ready to sink their huge teeth into her flesh…!!



…That’s when the mare screamed, bolting upright in her own bed in her own home in the middle of the night!

She panted stressfully and wiped the sweat off her brow. “What a terrible nightmare!” she whimpered, and she held her aching head as she tried to her a hold of herself.


Meanwhile… in a dark room with a single lamp lit, a male unicorn was working at a type writer and, just pulled the page out.

“Locked in the Library” he entitled it. He snickered softly as he looked at the story from top to bottom. “Beautiful…” he hissed softly “…And it serves her right too… just like the rest of them.”

Snickering wickedly, he let the story fall to the floor by a whole bunch of other papers on the floor, each one with a story on them, and each one was some kind of horrific nightmare about other ponies suffering.