“Aw, look at you. You think you can run away? That’s funny. You want to know why that’s funny? It’s simple; it’s funny because you think you can get away. I’ll catch up to you, and you know what I will do? I’ll kill you.” The voice harshly stated.
She could feel him grinning like a maniac. It didn’t make sense to be able to feel a physical appearance, but at the same time, it was. She loathed him. That monster of a pony; she thinks he’s a pony; she has no idea. Maybe the pony was her imagination; she wasn’t sure in the slightest. No, it’s a pony all right.
It was a dream; she knew that much. It’s the same dream, every night. She remembers the dream, also. She runs; he chases; she falls; he kills. Once he ‘kills’ her, she wakes up from that hellish dream.
He was already getting close. The dream would eventually end. She wondered if this happened to her other friends. Her friends; Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack. Despite these dreams, the purple pony continues to run. She’s intelligent, magical, an alicorn Princess, and was even Princess Celestia’s student. When she became an alicorn princess after all these years; it was celebrated. Not everyone can pull off such a feat like the one and only Twilight Sparkle. Despite all this, she still had nightmares.
While lost in thought; she tripped; she fell; and then had a wave of fear wash over her. He was going to be here any second. She had the dream multiple times, so you would think she still wouldn’t be scared; she was still scared. She never has the chance to sneak a peek at the evil pony’s face; he kills her by the time she looks over him.
She then heard the sound of hoofsteps. She knew it would be over any minute now; she wished it would come faster. She heard the hooves directly behind it; it was raised in the air and then brought down heavily on the purple pony’s skull. Twilight Sparkle then awoke in her bed.
It was still nighttime, 3 a.m. to be exact. She would always seem to wake up at this time. She climbed out of bed and trotted downstairs. Once downstairs, she looked around at her books. She was so happy to be living in the library; then the nightmares started. She hasn’t told anyone except Spike who assumed it to be paranormal in any way. Silly Spike, this was Twilight! She may be magical but she doesn’t believe in that paranormal mumbo jumbo. She was a pony of science; not one of the paranormal. It didn’t make sense for a ghost to be haunting her, anyway.
“He woke you up again, didn’t he, Twilight?” the small purple dragon asked the pony he considers his sister.
The magical pony simply shook her head up and down; eyes not drifting from the ground. Spike walked out of the room and came back moments later. He handed her a pill of some sorts.
“Here. Take it.” He demands.
He notices her hesitation and decides to let her know what it is.
“It’s Hypnocil. It stops nightmares; just trust me.” He states with a begging look in his emerald-green eyes.
She shakes her head up and down and downs the pill. It makes her feel awful, but maybe it will help her sleep for once.
“Wait…actually it stops dreams altogether.” Spike says while scratching his head in confusion.
Twilight’s eyes go wide; shrugs and then walks away. She could care less about dreams; she just wants to sleep. Spike shrugs as well and heads back to bed. Twilight simply paces back and forth. She then heads upstairs and laid back down in bed. She manages to sleep through the entire night; the pill worked. She should be excited, but she’s not. The pills never seem to work after a day. It seems like a once in a lifetime pill that seems to work at first; but then never works again. She slept through the entire night, and then wakes up.
She then eats a daffodil sandwich; the day is going normal, but that changes at night. Twilight decides to simply stay up for days; it’s not healthy, but it’s worth it. She wished the pony body didn't require sleep; it cuts into everything and it makes her life miserable. She decides a nice walk outside would be good. She trots outside and feels the warm Sun on her clean coat; it feels good. She looks over and sees Pinkie Pie hopping around happily; Twilight would love to be happy like her; so carefree. She simply shrugs and walks back into the library. She grabs a tower of books to read; anything to distract her from the thought of sleeping tonight. She manages to read several before she hears a knock on the door. She looks out the windows and notices that the sun is setting; she gulps out of fear of what is to come.
She then realizes how silly she sounds. It’s a dream; it may mentally scar you, but it can’t physically. But still, the way he sounds, it sounds distorted and something awful. It was measly a fear reaction and she despised it. She remembers the knocking on the door. She quickly trots to the door and opens it; she sees nopony. She stares in confusion until she looks on the ground; it was a note. She uses her magic to lift it up and reads over it.
“You’re not the only one, you know.
We’re as scared as you.
Nearly everypony has the nightmare.
Meet us in the EverFree Forest tonight.”
She stares at the note, curiously. She trots back inside. She lays the note down and decides if she should go or not. She makes up her mind and decides that she should. She simply nods her head up and down; as if to clarify her own statement.
“Time to do this.” She says as she trots quickly out of the library and toward the EverFree Forest.