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// Chapter 2. The outskirts. 
// Story: Silent Ville 
// by RoyalUnicornJohn1994 
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Chapter 2. The outskirts.

The forest seemed to have no end. The fog didn't contributed much to ease John's mind, as he felt that something was following him. At every step he took, he felt the same presence of before.
As he kept walking through the forest, he suddenly felt all the hairs on his back to stand, as well as a shiver as he felt a breathing on the back of his neck.
"You smell nice." Said that voice behind him.
"Wha!?"John turned around quickly, lighting his surroundings with his flashlight, trying to find the source of that voice. However, as he turned around, nothing or no one was in sight. John, still with the chills of feeling it, tried to relax.
"Relax, dude. Soon, you'll find help and get out of this forest. You'll look back and say: 'How could that happen?' And then, you'll laugh only at the thought of it." He tried to comfort himself. "Yeah. You'll laugh at it... a talking pony... a talking pink pony..." He started to chuckle as he kept walking.
Suddenly, as he stepped on a certain part of the ground, he felt stones under his feet. Leaning down to observe better, he blew away some leaves, just to find a trail made of stone, leading to another part of the forest. As he turned to start walking toward there, the fog suddenly dispersed on the way. It was as if the forest was inviting him to go in.
"So, you're gonna get walking or what?"
John turned around as he heard exactly the same voice than before. Lighting every single part of his surroundings, he tried to find the source of it. It was soon proven to be in vain, as he couldn't find anything. However, that voice.
...
John started to think that he had already hear that voice. And not too long ago. It was gloomy, but at the same time, sounded sweet. It gave him creeps just to remember it.
Shrugging, he just walked through the stone trail, being engulfed instantly by the fog. John suddenly felt again that presence. It was the feeling of being watched from far.
John turned to the sides to see if there was something over there. Suddenly, the same figure he saw in the road caught his attention. It stood in a hill not too far from where he was.
"Hey!" He called in an attempt to get the figure's attention.
The figure just turned its head to look at him. At that moment, John could see more of it. It was actually a pony! But in difference of the past one, it had its mane straight, covering half of its face, while its tail was also straight. However, as there wasn't too much light, he could appreciate much more.
John started to walk after it when suddenly the figure spoke.
"Don't!" John stopped on his track as the figure suddenly shouted at him. The figure didn't move from its place. Instead, it just remained in there, watching him from far.
John just got curious at that figure.
"Don't... what?" He asked loudly, just to make sure that the figure heard him.
"... If you do it... you'll get lost forever..." The figure said before turning around and walking away.
"Hey! Wait!" John said as he started to move his foot. However, as he turned his eyes to see the ground, he noted that he was on the edge of the road. Suddenly, he got the same sensation of uneasiness as he stepped out of the road.
Just as he put one foot out of the road, he turned around to see if everything was right. As he turned around, he didn't see anything wrong, so he moved his other foot. Again, he turned around to see if something was wrong. However, this time was surprised, for the stone road had vanished. Behind him only stood forest.
"What the!? Where's the freakin' road!?" He said as he started to panic.
"Roads don't move, silly." Said another voice behind him.
John turned around to see another pony. This one was grey with blonde mane and tail. Somehow, her eyes were crossed in a funny way, making her somewhat cute. However, John was surprised to see another pony in there. And it could talk, too.
"... You can talk, too?" John asked curiously to the pony.
"What do you mean? Everypony around here can talk!"
"Huh, yeah. That's what I've heard." He said as he remembered the pink pony. "Anyways... If the road isn't around here anymore... can you give me any directions?"
"I'm afraid I cannot."
"What? Why not?"
"Because I don't know where I am! I'm supposed to deliver this letter to somepony!"
John just sighed. Suddenly, an idea popped on his mind.
"Hey, you're delivering mail at this very moment, right?"
"Yep."
"I will assume that you just delivered a letter not too long ago, right?"
"Right."
John just smiled at the idea that he could find a house.
"Can you, please, tell me where did you deliver it?"
"Of course! It's... umm... " The pony suddenly started to look around with a confused expression. "... I think I forgot!" She said while turning and giving the human a nervous smile.
He just grunted in annoyance at the seemingly lack of memory from this pony.
" Ugh. Alright. I need to go. I have to find the road, again. See you later... um... what's your name?"
"I'm Ditzy Do. But everypony calls me Derpy Hooves. I wonder why."
"Yeah. I wonder." John said in a sarcastic tone as he turned around. "Well. See you later, miss Derpy."
"Yeah. Bye." The pony said before turning around and heading toward a hill. "I have to deliver this letter on that house, anyways."
John stopped on his track and turned back to see Derpy climbing the hill.
"Did you say that there's a house behind that hill?"
"Yeah. It's Fluttershy's home. There's a letter for her."
John suddenly started to run behind her. If there was a house, then he should be able to call for help.
"Mind if I tag along? I need to find some help." John said as he trotted at Derpy's side.
"Yeah, sure. I need some company, anyways. I feel all alone on this forest."
Just as they got to the top of the hill, John could see between the fog a small cottage, surrounded by a small river. The cottage also had around it what seemed to be bird houses.
"I see she's an animal-lover."
"Yeah. Hey, I need to deliver other letters. Can you deliver this one for me?" Derpy said while taking the letter and handling it to him.
"Uhh... yeah, sure." John took the letter and started to take toward the door.
"What a gentlecolt! See ya!" John heard her said.
"See ya?" John suddenly got surprised at seeing that Derpy wasn't around there. John just sighed and turned to the letter on its hand, addressed to some Fluttershy. "Well... might as well do something helpful." He said as he started to walk to the door.
However, at the time he got closer to the door, he noted that the windows were blocked by wooden tables. It seemed like if nobody had live in there for a long time. John turned to the door and lifted his hand, stopping all of sudden at the question of how to deliver it.
"Should I open the door or... knock in there?" He asked to himself as he contemplated the house. Suddenly, at the sight of something moving in the house, he decided. "I should knock."
So he did. He knocked a few times in the door. But at the third knock, the door slowly opened, revealing a dark room.
"Umm... hello?" He asked, trying to see something in the dark. "I'm sorry to disturb, but a pony named Derpy gave me this letter for some... Fluttershy. Does she live in here?" He asked, not being able to see a thing. So he just shrugged. "I'll just leave the letter in this table over here. Sorry for the annoyance this might have caused you." He said as he walked inside and put the letter in the small table. Suddenly, the only light in the room, being provided by the opened door, vanished, leaving the room in pitch black.
"What the!" John suddenly shouted while turning around, finding the door closed. A gloomy silence filled the room, making John more uneasy as he took out his flashlight. Turning it on, he lighted the room, searching for anything in there.
A sudden scream took him by surprise. It sounded feminine, while male grunts could be heard, too. John turned the light toward a door, seemingly from where the screams were coming from.
Reaching slowly for it, he opened it, only to reveal some kind of basement. John started to wonder if he should go down or leave. Suddenly, another pained scream was heard. John started to go through the stairs as fast as he could, only to find something that surprised him.
A pony stood in front of him, hitting another pony below him to death.
"You like that, bitch!? Huh!?" The pony said as he hit the other one again. "What about this!?"
"Stop! Stop it!" John said as he ran against the other pony, knocking him to the ground. "Stop it, right now!"
The pony looked at him with amusement, as if he never had seen a human before. Suddenly, what he was doing before came again to him.
"No, dude! It's not what you think! Stop!" The pony tried to take the human off of him. After a few minutes of doing so, the pony used his hind legs to kick the human off of him. "Stop it! Just listen to me!"
The human stood in where he was, covering his stomach in pain. After a few minutes, both of them got calmed, only observing each other at the only light that was in the room.
Suddenly, John saw something moving in the corner of his eye. It was the beaten pony, trying to stand again. John instantly rushed to help her. Seeing this, the other pony rushed to him.
"No! Stop it! She's gonna kill you!" The other pony said, before putting himself between the human and the other pony. John just eyed him as the second pony slowly got up.
"Let's get out of here." The first pony said, trying to rush the human out of there. "Come on! Before she awakes!" He turned to see the other pony, just before the other stabbed him with large claws protruding from her hoof. The first pony spit some blood before turning his head to the human. "...run ..."
John just observed terrorized as the pony in front of him took out his claws of the dead pony and then proceeded to behead it, the head of the dead pony rolling to John's feet. Then, the pony turned its head slowly toward John, revealing its face. John flinched as he saw the pony's face, which seemed like everything but a face.
The pony made a loud scream before running toward him. John turned around to try to run, only to be knocked to the floor by the pony. The pony lifted one hoof, which seemed to be fused with a long metal claw at the end of it, and tried to stab him. The human used his arm to block the attack, which made the claw to miss his throat by inches. The human suddenly saw something metallic at his side. Turning his head to take a better look at it, he saw that it was a crowbar. However, the pony didn't seemed to stop its assault.
"Stop it! I don't want to hurt you!" The human pleaded, trying to hold the pony as good as he could. The pony didn't seemed to listen, as it kept trying to hurt him. The human then realized something.
"I'm sorry..." He said before forcing the pony's hoof away and taking the crowbar. Making a swift movement, the crowbar on his hand found the pony's head. The human then fell limp to the floor, the pony following suit. The human took off of him the pony, sighing in relief as all of it finished as soon as it started.
Standing up, he took his flashlight and approached again to the pony. Soon, he could see what it was. It was really a pony. Or at least, something similar to a pony. Its skin lacked of fur, as well as his face seemed distorted. His front hooves had claws attached to them. John almost vomited at the sight.
Suddenly, a drop of water startled him. As he pointed his flashlight up, he saw that the ceiling was dripping wet. Suddenly, a pipe broke and more water entered in the room. John started to panic as the water got to his knees in a matter of seconds. He tried to get toward the stairs as fast as he could.
Running as fast as he could, he was about to reach them, when they vanished.
"What in blazes!?" John said as everything in the room seemed to vanish, only to reveal what looked like an hotel corridor with blood painted in the wall, as well as many things were scattered in the corridor.
John started to panic even more, for he remembered that place as if it had been the day before of that.
"How in Heavens did I got here?"