Shrouded in a shadow of despair, twilight slowly regained her visionary state. Blurred and dazed with the feelings of sorrow. She had never felt this way before, almost like an outside entity pressing against her with an endless fury. As she slowly regained her balance, she suddenly slips down face first onto what feels like frozen chocolate milk. Snapping her tongue back into her mouth after sticking it to the frosted dairy product, she noticed something wasn’t right. A slight chill raced down from mane to tail. She looked around the dark empty room with an eerie feeling of despair. This wasn’t her normal stop, not by a long shot.
“Oww my head… hey, where am I?” She pondered with a silent tone. She took a moment to look around after refocusing her eyes. The walls were paneled with slightly bended iron plates. The floor was made of blacktop cement covered in that odd frosty layer of chocolate. There was a breeze coming from behind her, but no doors or windows to be seen covered by the hazy fog inside this room. It was about 6 feet tall and 15 feet wide from a standpoint guess.
She noticed she still had her quill and pen in her back hip pocket. She proceeded to pull it out and write some notes about what she saw in this dark room. The cringing silence distracted her from writing long detailed notes, so she took bullets instead. The sweet tones of silence broke besides her with the shriek of a female pony muffled by the iron panels.
“Hello? Who’s there?” Looking up from her notes in a panicked tone. With a loose traction under her hooves, slowly she stepped upon the frosty chilled chocolate.
“Somepony is in trouble, I can’t just leave her!” she thought to herself as she raced down across the slick ground. Using her hooves like dull skates, she slid across the frozen beverage in a frantic pace stumbling to keep herself balanced. The chilled winds blended with the thick fog kept her struggling to find her way out. She kept sliding until she hit face first into an odd looking metal door with the words “Cupcakes”. It had the same iron plated appearance as the rest of the room, but the sign gave it away.
“Cupcakes, cupcakes…. OH this must be the bakery! Oh man wont pinkie be excited to see me after all of this!” abruptly shouting without quoting anything from the discord incident. With a slight tap from her hoof, the door creaked open with an unnatural silence. Entering into the room, the iron door slammed behind her, but this was not by the wind.
“AGH! *Pant* what… what was that?!” Catching her breath through each word spoken. She looked behind her to notice the breeze was suddenly gone, the door was sealed shut.
“This isn’t right…. Who would need a sealed door?” She questioned herself. Twilight became lost from the pitch black room noticing the floor was no longer frozen. The sound of mechanical objects and slight giggles off sprung from the echo of the hallways. The floor was spot cleaned to the point of perfection, not even Twilight cleaned this good. The giggles grew louder with each hoof drawn in closer to the slightly lighted shadow emanating from the end of the hall. Closer and closer, her spine started to shiver, her hooves began to quiver, her pupils dilated from the shear fear. She could feel Goosebumps all over her fur coat building from the chilled breeze coming from the unlighted room.
She approached the door with a slight grudge against the idea. “Pinkie pie would have no reason to be in here… would she?” she thought to herself. This time was different; this room was even darker than the last one. She moved the door ever so slightly, her heart racing to the beat of a race car piston. Without a thought in her mind and a word in her mouth, she opened the door completely and found pinkie pie sitting reverse wise from the door twilight was standing from.
“Oh thank goodness” she mumbled to herself “PINKIE PIE!” Screamed with the happiest of tones. Pinkie appeared not to notice, she tried again.
“PINKIE!” this time with a more persistent tone. Noticing this burst of loud sound, pinkie slowly raised her head while turning her body towards twilight with a creepy vibe. Pinkie’s mane was still poufy, but a bit discolored with streaks of blue and red unevenly leveled across.
“Hey Twilight! So GOOD to see you! How are you?” Pinkie said with a slight sarcastic vibe.
“Pinkie Pie! Oh thank Celestia you’re alright, I was so worried!”
“Don’t worry twilight, I’m fine… always have been” She said with a sinister tone.
“Pinkie… are you… ok?” Twilight said while slowly turning her head 45 degrees.
“I’m more than ok…” Pinkie said occurring at the same moment her mane started to deflate. “So tell me Twilight, are you?”
“What do you mean by tha -“at that very moment pinkie whip lashes around and throws a sharp exacto blade right at twilight’s head. Twilight panics and throws herself down, missing the blade by quarters of an inch taking strands off her mane.
“EEK!” Is all twilight could say before pinkie was inches away from her face.
“You don’t know what it’s like being the last one at the party do you twilight?” pinkie said with a hurtful tone pulling the imbedded knife out of the wall and in front of twilight “Well… DO YOU?”
“Pinkie this has gone far enough! Enough with this prank of yours!” Twilight stampeded with a slam of her back hoof.
“It would have been a prank Twilight, but Dashie simply couldn’t make an appearance. I tried pranking without her, I really did, but it’s just not the same. It’s never fun to have a party without your friends.” Twilight gazed shockingly into this lunatic pony’s eyes, she knew she wasn’t kidding. Normally pinkie had a pleasant, lighter hearted look to her, Instead pinkie’s eyes dilated rapidly. This wasn’t pinkie, this couldn’t possibly be Pinkie.
“Who are you and what have you done with my friend you crazed maniac!” Twilight screamed at the top of her lungs!
“You might find out after we have our little chat, same one I had with the rest of my victims.”
“The.. The res-“she was then cut off by a bright flash of light revealing a sight for sore and decapitated eyes. Blood drizzled everywhere with banners of red swiping the floor near what looked to be a dentist chair smeared red with blood. Next to it was a procedure table lying close to the chair where pinkie was sitting, twilight never noticed it before from the shear darkness.
“Fluttershy isn’t the only doctor I know,” Pinkie said as she giggled dramatically “I knew you would love it, I can just tell by that charisma in you.”
“NO… NO this… this can’t possibly be you… this can’t be!” Said in a stuttering vocal pitch. Pinkie then proceeds to pull out a needle from her stainless steel medicine cabinet sitting close to the decapitated heads of her victims. She flicked the needle until the air bubbles were gone.
“Oh it’s more of me than you will ever know Twilight… and the last of me you will ever see again”