I can only see blackness. My body feels constricted, my fur pressed far more than flat to my body. My lungs feel like collapsing. I can barely manage to get in breath after short breath as I lie here.
Hoofsteps… Who…?
“Oh, you poor thing…” I heard whispered in my ear as the hooves stopped, “You must feel really bad, hmm?”
I can only groan in acknowledgment, my muzzle trapped in a barely open state.
“This can all be over soon, you will be free to go, and it will be like this never happened… But you need to tell me something first.”
Whatever was covering my eyes was removed, and I shrink away from the bright light. Standing over me stood a tall, insect like creature in the shape of a pony, with a long green mane trailing onto the black suit imprisoning me.
“Where is Twilight Sparkle?”