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// Learning The Game - Part 4 
// Story: 11 
// by Thunder--Dash 
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Scootaloo looked at me with tears starting to well up in her eyes again. I simply hugged her. I knew that by reading this, I would risk Scootaloo working herself up to the point where she wouldn't want to do it at all, but at the same time, she would be prepared for the journey, instead of going in blind. 

"Just know...that as you approach the 6th mile...you're halfway there...but...the beautiful lake, moon and stars will disappear altogether as the trees of the forest return. The sky will be pitch-black. All you'll have is your headlights...and even then...they may start to flicker...but sadly...that's not all that would happen..." I read, keeping a watch over Scootaloo's expression. She looked like she was almost about to panic again. 

"Wh-what w-will h-happen?" Scootaloo asked, her jaw quivering as she asked the question. I sighed, for I knew from here on out, there could be a chance that Scootaloo could bail out from attempting this feat. 

"The radio will turn on by itself. Whatever you do, do not try to listen to it, as a voice will iterate your worst fears." I simply stated. Scootaloo whimpered and hugged me close. 

"I-I want to listen to music as we drive this..." Scootaloo said while whimpering. 

"No can do Scootaloo. If we're listening to music by time we hit the sixth mile, the radio will unleash a deafening high pitched screech that'll surely make you lose control." I said looking at Scootaloo. 

"But there is one thing we could do..." I stated reassuringly. 

"What is it?" Scootaloo asked. 

"We could sing." I answered. 

"Sing what?" Scootaloo asked. 

"Well, anything you'd like. Maybe a song you know from Equestria, something that is dear to your heart." I answered. 

"I-I'd have to think about that..." Scootaloo stated still quivering. 

"Anyway, now that we got that plan established..." I started. "Here comes mile seven. Ugh, the voices from earlier will be back...but this time...they'll sound like screams...not just plain old screams, but screams of suffering and torment..." I started. Scootaloo gasped loudly again. 

"In fact...a scream would sound so pronounced for...one of the figures...has snuck into the car." I said creepily. Scootaloo jumped with a scream as if she had just woke from a nightmare. 

"P-please don't let it hurt me..." Scootaloo's words quivered. 

"As long as you keep your eyes straight on the road, everything will be okay. In fact, that shadow thing is so scary, that even if you look at it for one second, you'll become paralyzed and it'll be game over..." I stated. Scootaloo whimpered and hugged me tighter. 

"Now I hope you got good practice along those mountain roads...'cause this is where things will get treacherous..." I warned. Scootaloo looked at me with an expression of fear...