Thursday Night:
Back to the shed again. For the past few days, he had been reflecting on everything that led up to this point. That caused him to be rather inactive in both his killings and threats. This was unacceptable and he knew it. He can’t keep on stalling for sentimental reasons.
“This was interesting in the beginning, but now you’re making me think you’re just a one-trick pony. Seriously, can’t you like, scare the soul out of her in person? That’ll be neat. Certainly better than to sit around and watch the paint dry.”
That was indeed what he was planning to do. He had snooped around Canterlot High a couple of days ago, so naturally he saw the various posters advertising the Halloween party. This was perfect. This was his golden opportunity to hide amongst the mass. His horrible appearance would thus, not raise any question since they’d all mistake it for a costume.
“A brilliant idea. That’s about what I expected from a man of your intellect, or rather, what’s left of it anyway. I’m honestly not sure if I accidentally scooped your brain during the whole process.”
Sunset Shimmer’s friends would surely get in his way, but that is only if they know his appearance. But then again, with his powers, what does he have to fear? No one, that’s what!
Sunset must know who he is before he swoops in for the kill. She must know what she’s done.
“Splendid! Splendid. We are taking this to the next level now! This is going to be the end of the second act.”
SKX has no idea what he was going on about most of the time, but then again, he knows that he’s very much surpassed by the malicious voice in every way imaginable. He can’t even say no to it.
Friday afternoon:
The door opened so suddenly it nearly startled Luna. Photo Finish had arrived as she was called to her office.
“I... am here!” she sternly affirmed.
“Yes, Photo Finish, I can see that.” Luna took on a more authoritarian posture before she explained to the student what she wanted her to do.
“The annual Halloween party is going to commence soon as you already know. Now what I want you to do is simple; the school’s journalists are going to write an article on the party, and they’ll need pictures. You’ll take pictures of the most eye-catching costumes and events you can come across.”
Photo Finish pulled out her camera with vigor. “I won’t disappoint once again! Off... I go!” she dashed out of the vice-president's office, omitting to close the door after she left.
“Come on, can’t you just close the door when you leave?” groaned Luna, forced to get off her chair to shut her door.
Trixie usually had some sort of magician-like attire when she went to school, but for Halloween, she went all in. Her main goal was to leave the Rainbooms speechless with her real magic, a proof that she was better indeed.
She scrolled through the pictures she took yesterday on her phone, smirking to herself as she did. These photos and videos were a weapon that she could use against them. The best part was that there was nothing they could do about it.
She watched as the school’s halls slowly filled with students, each proudly showing their costumes to one another. Every year, there’s a competition for who has the best costume for this year’s Halloween.
Trixie was all about proving she’s the top dog, so naturally her magician outfit was high quality. Most impressive is that it was also homemade to add on top of that. She had the cool hat, the flamboyant cape and the smooth suit to go along with the rest.
“This year, I, the Great and Powerful Trrrixie am going to knock ‘em dead!”
Just as he predicted, people didn’t really pay attention to him on Halloween as he wondered the streets. Everyone simply thought his horrible appearance was merely a costume. He could easily slip amongst the crowd in Canterlot High and get close to Sunset Shimmer. This time, he was going to reveal himself to her.
But first, he’s got to be careful, his bones constantly snapping are slowly attracting the attention of other people. The sound was a curse in every way imaginable to him, but it was something he’d have to bear in order to satisfy his vindictive needs.
“Okay, so I know quite a few things about Equestria... which only makes this world even more confusing to me. Like, it just doesn’t make any sense! Ponies turn into humans, okay but why then, do dragons turn into dogs? ‘Cuz I’ve seen dragons that turned into humans when they crossed the portal, which confuses me even further. Then there’s the fact that apparently the whole world revolves around Canterlot, even ponies that aren’t in Canterlot in Equestria are living there.”
The killer really didn’t want to pay any attention to the voice’s ramblings. It was rather inconsistent in how it acted towards him. Sometimes it would give him logical advice, other times it would talk about nitpicks that it had regarding him and his world. But hey, it’s not like he had a say in this whatsoever. He knew what he got himself into from the get-go and he’ll go through it no matter what.
“Now that I think about it, there is a town called Ponyville in Equestria. And there’s a forest in this world called the Everfree forest, just like in Equestria! Am I to assume that Ponyville exists here as well? Well, it if does, it’ll probably be named something else... like Humanville. Humanville sounds kinda stupid, innit?”
The more he heard this thing talk, the more he thought about... the contract. The very thing that sealed his fate, that made him who he is now, and that was going to take any and all hope he could ever have.
“Oh, boy. You really want to revise the terms of our contract? Now of all time?”
SKX heard the voice bellow. Its sound rattled his very bones.
“Fine, I suppose I've got nothing better to do anyway. Well, go ahead; tell me what’s wrong with it. I can read your mind, but only to a certain extent.”
He didn’t want to remain a puppet forever. The contract stated he was only allowed to keep his agency as long as he hasn’t finished his business with Sunset Shimmer. The moment he would have murdered her; he’ll become a slave to the thing.
“Oh, come on! You know how hard it is to find a good proxy? I’ve tried in Equestria before, but ultimately backed out of it for personal reasons. But you sir, you’re good. High quality stuff. If you want me to leave you alone, well, I'd have to find a better playmate. This revision you propose will be postponed for now... End of discussion.”
Evidently, he should have known that’s how this conversation would have gone simply based on the growl that came with every sound the voice produced...
It doesn’t matter. He should just focus on Sunset Shimmer for the time being. He’ll figure out the rest once the dirty deed is done, and it’ll be done dirt cheap.
Lyra and Bon Bon have chosen matching costumes for this Halloween. As best friends, and potentially more, they had no problem guessing what the other was thinking. It was a level of connection that was rarely found amongst their peers.
They decide to reuse the same costumes they used for their little competition before the Friendship Games because they still saw some use in them.
Lyra started the conversation. “It’s Halloween! There’s so much to do tonight like-”
“The corridor of frights!” quickly added Bon Bon.
“The mechanical bull ride!” followed up Lyra.
“And lastly...”
“The costume contest!” they finished in unison, something they were pretty good.
“Ha! I see we still got it, Bon!” Lyra playfully hit her friend on the shoulder. It was only natural that they’ve gotten good at reading each other’s thought considering they were friends since they were fillies.
They carefully observed everybody’s costume as they were walking along, trying to see if they would have some serious competition for this year. The costumes were all of fairly high quality, it would be difficult to win with this many competitors, yet still possible for them as they had made some improvements on their own costumes.
“I heard that we can go in teams if our costumes match. Shall we go together then?” asked Bon Bon as she flapped the wings on her costume.
Lyra giggled. “You’re giving me the illusion of a choice here!”
As they move along further, arriving near the entrance of the school, they noticed something peculiar. Every single person in sight were looking in the same direction. From the looks of it, something truly eye catching must have entered Canterlot High to have gotten everybody to stare with wonder in their eyes.
“Hey.” Bon Bon said to get the attention of Flash Sentry, who was standing in front of her. “What’s gotten everybody intrigued all of the sudden?”
Flash looked back, looking mighty impressed. “It’s this strange guy that just entered. Everybody’s fawning over his costume! You should check it out, it’s amazing!”
“A...mazing?” questioned Lyra, her competitive spirit slowly taking over. “Let me see!” she snuck around the crowd to see the new guy and... Yep, that’s going to be a problem.
His costume was to put it simply, superb. Whether as everybody’s else's costumes looked great, they still lacked that realistic edge that made them evident that they were just that, costumes. His, on the other hand, was so good that you couldn’t even tell if it was real or not.
His entire skin was brown, his eyes, empty and hollow like the abyss. His face and hands were filled to the brim with wrinkles to the point where he looked shriveled up, almost empty inside. His skin was also transparent to a certain extent, revealing the veins underneath his face. The colours on them were faded, somewhat lifeless. He had no lips to speak of, always exposing his teeth, that were perfectly white and clean. He sported a blue jacket with a white shirt underneath. Black pants and purple shoes completed his overall attire. He was also, extremely muscular. Like, muscular enough to the point that people simply assumed he was Bulk Biceps.
We both know however that’s not him. Just as he predicted, SKX’s true nature was unnoticed by the mass. Oh yes, THAT, was the true reason why he always operated in the shadows. Our killer here was a zombie, the real deal and in a Halloween party; he was right at home.
“You’ve gotta be kidding...” muttered Lyra. She quickly turned her attention back to her best friend. “How are we going to beat THAT? It’s too good!”
Bon Bon tried to calm her friend down. “Relax Lyra. Who knows, maybe he won’t participate in the contest?” she said. It didn’t really help much since she herself didn’t sound sure about what she was saying.
“With a costume like that why won’t he? You don’t just craft something this good just to walk around and do nothing! He’s participating for sure!” Lyra screamed out of desperation. “What are we going to do now?”
“Well, we-” Bon Bon stopped abruptly, causing Lyra to look back at SKX.
He took his first steps ever since he got surrounded by the students. Everyone moved out of his way, greatly intimidated by his physique and costume. With every step he took, his bones cracked and snapped though nobody noticed since the sound was muffled by all the chatting and murmurs coming from the crowd.
“Everybody loves you little guy! You have me to thank for!”
He evidently had a lot of disdain for the thing that followed him everywhere he went. The sad thing for him was that he knew all too well there was nothing he could do about it. Equestrian magic isn’t as prevalent here as it is in Equestria. Normally, he wouldn’t have any powers in this world but that wasn’t the case. He owed his powers to it and he knew that it could take them away should it wish to.
“Yep, that’s pretty much how it works. You don’t back out of a deal with me.”
All he wanted now was to break from the crowd that gathered around him. He didn’t want any attention considering his objective here requires a certain amount of discretion. Hard to be discreet when everybody’s staring at you.
He should stay focused on his goal. Find Sunset Shimmer. Find Sunset Shimmer. Fin-
“Oh no... Why is it happening?”
Out of all the people SKX could have landed upon; it had to be Bulk Biceps. There wasn’t and never was more than one strongman in all of Canterlot High. The presence of the two here at the same time would surely raise some question regarding him.
“Woah dude, the two strongest guys in the school are having a face to face!” shouted one of the students.
Wait, since when did they thought he was a student too? No time to think, SKX was already caught up in something else entirely.
“They should totally have a tug-o-war to see who’s the strongest!” proposed another student amongst the crowd.
“Can’t say no to that. You’ll just have to chase Sunset Shimmer down after the game. We do have all night after all.”
Bulk Biceps didn’t even get a say in this too as both were hurried into the cafeteria for this little game. SKX had to face the facts; he had no other choice but to play...
Rainbow Dash always dreamt of being a superhero, a dream that grew much stronger when she first got her magic alongside her friends. For this reason, she dressed up as a superhero for Halloween, more specifically, a speedster, her favorite superpower (go figure). Since she had magic, would it be too much to assume that she might one day get super speed?
She wasn’t going to let go of that dream any time soon, that’s for sure! And as it would seem, someone found that rather amusing.
It was Trixie of course, there’s no denying it; she still had a grudge against Dash for both were great guitarists but only one truly won the competition last year.
“Let me guess, with that killer around... you’re thinking about playing superhero. Save the innocent from this monster that stalks the students of Canterlot High!” she said, waving her arm around in an attempt to make her mocking speech seem more grandiose.
“You bet I am! We got real magic so why not use it to be superheroes?” Dash fired back.
Trixie seemed visibly amused. “And how are you going to take down your supervillain? By shredding him to death with your guitar?”
“She does make a good point.” Dash and Trixie briefly glanced at Octavia who simply dropped this comment as she passed by.
“I, uh.” Rainbow Dash couldn’t think of anything witty to say.
“Got nothing? Thought so.” mocked the self-proclaimed magician. “But I, the Great and Powerful Trrrixie don’t have to resort to using a guitar to perform my acts... of magic!”
“You’re gonna pull a rabbit out of your hat and beat the killer to death?” she asked, getting exhausted by Trixie’s aura of narcissism.
“How about I give you a demonstration, Rainbow Dash?”
She was about to say no, but then she heard a friend calling out to her. “Dash! What are you doing here? You told me to wait for you near the corridor of frights. Well, it’s been a couple of minutes now and ya still haven’t showed up. What’s taking ya so long?” It was Applejack, who sounded quite impatient.
“Trixie.” simply responded Dash, ditching the magician to join Applejack in the corridor of frights, one of the most popular activities on Halloween for the school.
“Hey, hold on. You can’t just ditch the Great and Powerful Trixie like that!” Alas, it was too late for Trixie; the two had already left before she could even show them her tricks. “Whatever, there’s still a couple of hours left. I’ll get my chance soon enough.”
“I-I wanted to see your demonstration.”
Trixie spun around and saw Micro Chips awkwardly standing there. “Were you listening to the whole thing?”
“Uh... Maybe?” sheepishly responded the techie.
Trixie sighed and left him, having lost all motivation to perform in here.
“I take it that’s a, no?”
Everybody watched in bathed breath as the two burliest guys in the school were going to have a strongman contest. They both sat down at a table in the cafeteria, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers who were eager to see how this was going to go down.
Many took out their phones, ready to record the whole thing for their social media accounts, a common occurrence for the youth of this generation. Nobody knew who the zombie guy was, but they didn’t really care to know who it was. His disguise only added to the mystery, and everyone loves a man clouded in mystery. They just seem so cool, leaving much to the imagination of what could be going on inside their head.
It’s probably not all that cool if the only thing they are thinking about is murdering a schoolgirl, at which point it’ll be considered simply creepy. There weren’t really thinking about all the murders and other atrocities that occurred recently, not when the mood was overwhelmingly positive but it’s not like they forgot. They still remembered the danger that lurked around the city, but come on; was the killer really going to make a move in a place like this? Nah, he wouldn’t... or would he?
“Brace yourselves everybody! Bulk Biceps and the zombie are going to have an arm-wrestling bout! Who will win? Let’s find out right now!” shouted a girl to her phone, placing herself just right so it could record both her and the match that was about to start.
Bulk Biceps looked fairly confident, yet somewhat nervous.
SKX on the other hand had no expression to speak of. Whether it was because he felt indifferent towards the whole thing or simply because he had other things on his mind remained to be seen.
Bulk placed his arm on the table, his hand wide open. It was an invitation for SKX to prepare himself.
The killer performed the exact same movement, albeit slower and much more methodical in nature. His hands closed in on his opponent and now they were locked in place, ready to go.
All that was needed now was a countdown.
“Everybody! On the count of three!” shouted a girl in the crowd. She got everyone to count down in unison.
“3...2...1... It’s on!”
Bulk and SKX started pushing against one another. Their strength was even, with not one of them even managing to slightly push the other. It kept on going for a while, no clear winner in sight.
However, Bulk was noticeably struggling to keep it up after a minute. SKX, on the other hand, had no expression on his face whatsoever. His body had barely even moved since the start of the game.
In fact, it looked as if he wasn’t putting any effort in this match, even though that wasn’t true. He just wasn’t feeling anything, like, at all. Bulk Biceps was however, getting tired as any human would after exerting himself for such a long time. His arm was weakening, and slowly but surely, he saw his hand go down.
That simple sight gave Bulk a sudden burst of energy as he started to push harder than before. For a moment, it worked and SKX was on the losing side but not for long. The killer simply put more force in his arm, going to a point where it would normally be painful to do so.
Much to everyone’s shock, SKX pushed Bulk’s arm completely to the side until it brutally slammed against the table, declaring him as the winner.
“Unbelievable! The strongman of the school, Bulk Biceps, has lost to his mysterious student who just arrived for the Halloween party! Just who is this guy?!” said the girl on her phone, hyping up her audience.
Multiple cheers and jeers soon erupted from the crowd that gathered around the two, simultaneously celebrating the winner and expressing their discontent for Bulk’s loss.
Speaking of Bulk, the poor guy was clutching his tired hand, breathing heavily as a result of holding his breath for the entire duration of the match. SKX, on the other hand, stood as still as a statue, not paying any attention to the compliments he received from the crowd.
“Uh, why’s everyone gathered up in here?” Applejack and Dash barely arrived at the cafeteria after hearing about the hype. From where they were standing, they couldn’t make out the cause of all this excitement.
“Argh, come on! I wanna see the cool stuff!” Rainbow Dash was pushing through the crowd with Applejack in tow, slightly lagging thanks to her injured leg.
“Not so fast sugar cube! I can’t keep up!” shouted the country girl in hopes it would slow down her friend.
Eventually, Rainbow Dash broke out of the crowd and finally got to lay her eyes on the source of the hype. The fallout of the arm-wrestling match and namely, SKX himself, though she didn’t recognise him. “Oh. My. Gosh... That costume is so awesome!”
Her comment got the attention of the big man himself, who slowly turned his head to stare at her. He recognised Rainbow Dash from the yearbook pictures he looked at a week ago.
“Darn it Dash, can you please slow down every once and a while?” Applejack joined her friend and of course, her gaze locked with that of the zombie. “That’s uh... a mighty impressive costume.” was all the words she could find to describe it. It was eerily realistic.
The stare down between the three got really awkward. None of them moved an inch for what felt like an eternity. This strange moment was broken once the zombie rose from his chair with a certain sense of apathy and walked into the crowd, disappearing in it.
“O...k, that was pretty awkward.” admitted Dash. “But he had a cool costume, right?”
“No! Not good enough! Smile more! Lift your hands! Straighten your back!”
Once again, Photo Finish was at it under the orders of vice-principal Luna. Her methods were still as intrusive and obnoxious as ever, but they worked. Her incessant barrage of directions started to take its toll on the poor student who was forced into this photoshoot by the school’s photographer.
“Perfect! Off... I go!” She dashed out of there in an instant, her two lackeys following close by. The student was left in disarray but hey, at least the photos were great. Though the complaints he would file against Photo Finish were definitely justified.
Anyhow, the photographer was carefully observing everyone in her vicinity, looking for her next subject, the perfect one that will bring this whole operation home. She stared at the various costumes of the students, hoping to find a standout one.
Lo and behold, there he is, the perfect costume. It was the realistic zombie, a look of unparalleled quality. So good in fact, Photo Finish almost mistook him for a real undead.
The man’s gaze was constantly shifting from person to person, it was clear that he was searching for someone. A search that would soon be postponed for yet another distraction, this time coming from the photographer.
“Ah! It’s perfect!” she snapped her fingers and her two lackeys popped out of nowhere and shoved the killer into a nearby classroom. Photo Finish quickly entered as the scene for the photoshoot was being set.
A graveyard, with tombstones littered around. A fake brain resting on his hands, tattered clothing placed on top of his already existing one. Before he could even realise what was happening, the flash coming from the camera blinded him as Photo Finish was going ham on the device.
“Splendid! Lift the brain up!” Amidst the confusion, SKX didn’t comply, mainly because he still hasn’t processed what was going on. Two hands grabbed his arms and lifted them up almost to his face.
“Good! Good! Now hunch your back!”
They pushed on his back to hunch him forward. The tyrannical voice laughed at this absolutely humiliating scenario, having as much fun as it could possibly get out of this.
“You know you can’t quite complain there. You honestly deserve every bit of this.”
“Splendid!” this marked the end of the photoshoot. “Off I go!” Photo Finish and her assistants left as soon as they were done, barely leaving the zombie any time to process the situation. They did, however, take the props away as they left.
“Well, the moment has passed. Back to work my little human!”
The voice became more and more oppressive to the killer as time went on. Even after all this time, he still had no idea what that thing was. It barely told him anything regarding its nature, mostly because he didn’t think to even ask questions. Now, he couldn’t say anything, much less even make an audible sound with his voice. Corpses don’t talk, at least, not with decomposed vocal cords.
“Excuse me, but why are you just standing there like an idiot? Get with the program! You have a script to follow, buffoon. And may I add that you are trying my patience at that point? No thinking, only action!”
SKX turned around, once again in hopes he could catch even just a glimpse of the thing. For the first time, the voice had taken form. It was only its face, for there was a black mist where its body would be, making it impossible to make out any feature. Two black, empty eyes and razor-sharp teeth met his gaze.
“Your time is limited, make the most of it and never forget who’s in charge.”
The festivities were enjoyable for sure, but sometimes it’s nice to just take a break from it, just momentarily. That’s at least what Sunset believed, taking a small break from it all in the girl’s bathroom.
She didn’t need to relieve herself; she was just here because she needed some space to breath. Nobody was in here, oh how nice. The bathroom had a rather soothing feel to it in the present moment. Nothing but the warm buzz of the lights and the muffled sounds of the party outside made up the atmosphere in there.
It was exactly the kind of space Sunset needed right now. After all the stress she’s been put under, simply being away from it all truly helped.
She took out her bottle of water and took a few sips. She appreciated how cold it was since the school’s halls were getting hot, what with the big amount of people wandering around. The drink reinvigorated her, chasing the heat away, though it still did not stop her from sweating under her costume.
She wiped off the sweat with the back of her hands and then noticed that they were dirty. That’s to be expected for a Halloween party. There are candies, chocolate bars, jelly and even slime. No wonder she got her hands dirty.
Sunset Shimmer turned on the sink, placing it at warm water and washed away the stains absent mindedly. She was yet again lost in her thoughts, thinking about the murders, the man in the pickle suit and the guidance of the old man. So much has happened in barely a week, it was crazy.
Inevitably, her mind wandered back to SKX himself. Just who was he? Why did he hold a grudge against her? How did he kill his victims? So many unanswered questions, and they were just about him! Sunset still had plenty more regarding the other strange happenings. There was more to this story, she just knew it but couldn’t quite figure out what exactly.
Another Equestrian creature perhaps? Or a magical artifact, still from Equestria? Who know!
There was nothing to go off. For the time being, she could only speculate.
Once she was done washing her hands, she closed the sink and lifted her head to get wipe them. She stopped her movement once she noticed a tall figure standing behind her in the mirror. Tall, muscular and it certainly didn’t look like Bulk Biceps to her.
At that moment, she realised that this person was none other than the killer! She tried to scream, but SKX covered her mouth with his shriveled hand. Its size was big enough to nearly cover her entire face, leaving just enough space for her eyes to see. Her screams were muffled, too quiet for anybody outside to hear leaving her on her own with the man that was hunting her down all this time.
His grip was unfathomably strong, making any escape impossible. Sunset hit him in the abdomen with her elbows as hard as she could but no matter how much power she put in her strikes; the killer barely reacted. He expressed nothing but indifference towards her feeble attempt at breaking free.
Since hitting him plainly didn’t work, Sunset immediately reached for his eyes to gouge them. To her shock, her fingers didn’t even come into contact with any eyeballs. They just slipped through the cracks without any resistance whatsoever. The most repulsive of all, was that she could feel the inside of his head. She pulled her fingers out in a hurry and noticed that they were covered in a viscous liquid.
SKX hunched forward and slowly opened its gaping maw. There wasn’t any saliva in his mouth, and his tongue looked completely dry. His bones snapped the more he opened it and that’s when it dawned on Sunset that the killer in Canterlot wasn’t human at all. He was a zombie. No wonder he didn’t feel her hits at all. He probably wasn’t feeling anything in the moment.
Her heart was beating rapidly, his face was hollow from the outside, but she could feel his burning hatred. Two faint lights slowly formed in his empty eye sockets, probably what was left of his soul because he’d otherwise be a husk if he didn’t have one.
His mouth was wide open, stuck in a silent scream for his vocal cords were practically non-existent. The light in his eyes grew stronger as he overextended his jaw, snapping it. It dangled for a while because SKX let go of her mouth and vanished out of sight, causing Sunset to fall on the ground.
One could say that the bathroom had gone silent now that he left, but the fact of the matter is that it stayed quiet for the complete duration of this dreadful encounter. Sunset Shimmer was left in disarray, struggling to piece her thoughts back together as they were now a jumbled mess.
SKX’s nature raised some disturbing questions to her.
She knows that he detests her and now, that he was a dead man, quite literally. Long hair, muscular appearance, she was now catching on to his identity. No, it can’t be! It’s impossible!
“Um, Twilight? Are you sure you know where our friends are? Nobody said where we were going to meet.”
Fluttershy and Twi were wandering the hallways of Canterlot High in search of their friends. It was still early in the party, so they weren’t worried about losing too much time to enjoy all the games and shows available, but it would be nice if they could just hurry up and regroup as quickly as possible.
“Well, I was thinking about our usual practice room since that’s where we always hang out during recess. Is that good to you?” nervously said Twi as she looked over her shoulder to make sure Fluttershy was still following her. There were so many people around to the point that it felt claustrophobic to her. With her friends around, she’ll hopefully feel more comfortable out in the open.
But just as she turned her head back, she bumped into someone and nearly fell on her back. Thankfully, she was caught by Fluttershy. Twi readjusted her glasses and was about to express her displeasure but stopped when she saw the man.
It was SKX, but the two girls didn’t know it was him. But what they did know was that there was a hulking man in a zombie costume lingering in front of them. His jaw was dangling around, which was quite disturbing even for a costume.
This interaction didn’t last long however, as the man simply shoved them aside without a care and plowed through the crowd. “Wha- Hey!” shouted Twi to get his attention, but there was no response from the zombie.
“That was very mean of him!” exclaimed Fluttershy.
A door on their left suddenly opened and Sunset Shimmer came into view. Both girls smiled at the sight of their friend, but immediately noticed that she looked distressed.
“S-Sunset?” muttered Fluttershy. No response came from their friend. She was simply staring at the hulking zombie making his exit, her lips quivering with fear.
Twi put two and two together and figured that the man who bumped into them was the killer. Once she did, a strange memory suddenly popped back into her mind. Now, she finally remembered her first encounter with their serial killer X.
“No way... Don’t tell me that zombies are real.” was all that Twi could say.