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// Chapter 1: The Perfect Storm 
// Story: A Dream Come True 
// by FireFlash13231 
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	I sighed. The weather forecast for the evening from only three hours ago had been sunny and clear skies for the evening, but now, the worst storm I had seen in my entire life was raging outside.

I could see lightning strikes every few seconds, the rain was driving sideways, and the wind was shearing through the neighborhood at eighty miles per hour.

Suddenly, I heard a loud splintering sound, barely audible over the fierce winds. I rushed to the window and looked outside, to see the five-story tree in our backyard ripped clean in half,  most of it covering the lawn. The three foot thick trunk was completely shredded.

I decided to stop looking at the carnage that the storm, classified as a dorecho, was causing, and relax as much as possible with the circumstances, and read something.

I logged onto fimfiction and started to scroll through my extensive ‘read later’ list. I had just decided on the story I wanted to read when the power went out.

I got up to look for a flashlight. After fumbling around in the dark for a while, I managed to locate one, and was about to turn it on when disaster struck. Literally.

A bolt of lightning hit the house directly, blinding and deafening me momentarily. After I had regained my senses enough to see, I noticed a blue flickering coming from the computer room. I looked in, and saw that the computer screen was on.

Looking back on the incident, I realize that the supersonic blast must have affected my brain, because it didn’t hit me that the fact that we had no power made this impossible.

I walked over to the monitor and noticed that a window was open. Now, there were a few more issues with the situation. The restore, minimize, and close buttons were not there. The mouse cursor was not there. The browser was completely empty except for two words and a text box. It read ‘Teleport to:’, and the text box followed immediately after.

Common sense should have said to run away, but it didn’t.  I walked over to the computer and sat down, somehow entranced by the screen’s glow. My mind raced. There were endless possibilities. Minecraft, Hogwarts, Altaria…then it hit me. Where else but…

“Equestria.” I muttered aloud, my fingers clicking over the keys. My mind slowly began to piece together the strange series of events, the unnatural circumstances. None of this should have been possible.

I held my hands up and watched in terror as they began to fade from their normal opaque, fleshy pink to a more translucent shade. “Oh god, what have I done…” I mumbled, horrified. I looked down only to see that the rest of my body was fading as well. As I was about to fade entirely, I closed my eyes and braced myself for…something. After a few moments, I opened my eyes, and saw that I was still at my computer, and completely invisible, yet nothing was happening.

I thought for a moment, and realized that I could get away with anything…I was about to go get my laptop when lightning struck the house again.

The computer screen flashed pure white, and a loading bar appeared. It read ‘Formatting figure.’ It only took a moment before it read ‘Generating landscape and environment’, and after a while, the third and final phase of ‘Transmitting matter.’
I looked down to see that, instead of the floor, there was a pure, empty blackness beneath me, and I could feel myself slowly sinking into it. I tried desperately to escape, but the pure agony I was experiencing made it difficult to hold a grip on anything. I could literally feel as my leg was being torn apart, atom by atom, and being transported somewhere. I slowly sank lower and lower, unable to pull myself from the blackness. It wasn’t long before I was pulled the entire way into the hole, my last screams of pain and fear echoing unheard in the dark void.