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// Jantember 1.5, 20+2001 
// Story: Dreaming, About The Fever Dream... 
// by IDK Dude 
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CHAOS EVERYWHERE

Ponies blowing up, rivers of blood and bone raging down Mount Chiliad, motionless bodies of the weak, Los Shaantos littered with guns and corpses. There are on-going explosions in the background, loud thumping from the bodies hitting the ground, gunshots flying overhead, planes and helicopters exploding. Everywhere you look, there's a damaged vehicle or some dead guy. It never seems to stop until, all of a sudden...

silence...

Nopony left alive but you. Your ears start ringing from the noise of absolutely nothing. Nothing can save you. You are unable to move. Your vision starts turning gray, every bit of color you just saw is gone. You are empty-handed in the middle of the road. With no chance of survival. You ears finally stop ringing, but your vision begins to blur. It blurs to the point that you can't even make out the simplest of things, such as your own hoof.

You begin to feel your heart beat rapidly in your chest. It feels as if it pushes against your rib-cage with force. You feel weak. You feel the sense of dread rushing upon you. As though you have done nothing important with your life. You feel dead inside. Every single tiny bit of your hope is lost. Forgotten. Like it never existed in the first place. Every time you breathe, your chest feels more compacted.

You hear the quiet whispers of a female voice. You manage to hear some words in between unintelligible sounds.

"... can't fix ... , ... worthless ... , ... have to ... , ...find the..."

You start feeling warm again. Your vision begins to clear, your body strengthens, your heart slows down to make you fell calm. Your breathing becomes clear and you feel relieved. Everything you just saw had just vanished. Regular looking ponies start walking around the streets of Los Shaantos. You start walking into your Maize Bank Office and your vision fades to white as the cutscene starts.