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// Drowning 
// Story: Dementia's Decay 
// by Pernix 
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Something terrible just happened near my home.

I retired to my home earlier, due to the sunset and the ever-increasing darkness, when I started to think about what was going on around here. I started to think that this whole thing was just one big coincidence, or bizarre joke, and that we'd all have one big laugh about it when it was over.

Not anymore.

I heard something going on outside my window, in the black of night. It sounded like somepony was sobbing uncontrollably. I looked out my window, when I saw a single pony walking off in the distance. I couldn't make out a face, due to the darkness and the range between me and her, but I could definitely hear her crying.

She slowly walked into the lake near my home, disappearing into the icy water. After I had lost sight of her for about twenty minutes, I started to worry. I wanted to know if there was any way I could help, or even comfort her, with whatever troubled her.

I opened my front door, and despite my fear, also walked over to the lake, looking for this missing pony. After about five minutes of searching, I found something that I wish I hadn't.

The pony had intentionally drowned in the freezing water of the lake. 

I carefully pulled her body out of the water, still trying to identify her figure. While I dragged the lifeless being out of the lake, I started to notice a stomach-churning familiarity from it. I didn't want to believe what I began to see, but I couldn't deny it. After the body was on dry land, I closely looked at the face of the corpse. What I confirmed froze me to my core.


The limp body I held in my hooves belonged to my good friend Pinkie Pie.