"Come on, guys!" said Tris, with a sense of urgency in his voice. He usually was more relaxed than this, but for reasons unknown to the rest of the group he was stressed. In fact, he told us nothing about our business here near this what looked to be secret laboratory. Jared, the one who wanted to be there the least, said,
"Tris, what the hell are we doing here, at night, with enough gear to break into the White House? You said we were just going to your house to play DND , and now you dragged us to this place."
"Come on, Jared, maybe this will be fun," Connor said with a bit of wonderment. He didn't know what to make of the situation, so he tried to make the most of it. He turned back and said, " Casey, Kyle, keep up!"
"But I'm a dragon!" said Casey. He wasn't a real dragon, but after one DND session where he played a dragon, that became his catch-phrase since.
"Screw you, because unlike you, I have allergies," Kyle said angrily, and rightly so. He was allergic to all types of trees, grasses, pretty much the outdoors in general.
A guard passed by the fence we were near, not seeing them. They quickly cut through the barbed wire fence and headed toward the entrance. the door was locked by a key card system. When a guard passed by, Tris, using skills he got from Skyrim, successfully pick pocketed the guard's key card. Using that to gain access to the lab, they entered silently.
After a series of sneaky-beaky ninja moves, the group came upon a lab labeled, " Room 4839 Do Not Enter!" Tris merely crossed out the "Do Not" and entered. The rest of the group followed in suit, walking in to see a portal similar in appearance to a Stargate. Tris inputted
a string of numbers and letters, flipped a switch, and the portal turned on. Everyone was taken aback at it's activation except for Tris, who ran into it as if he did this every day at noon. After a moment to steel themselves, unable to leave there friend in the unknown, Connor finally ran through, followed by Casey, Jared, and then Kyle.
What happened next was a phenomenon human language may never be able to describe. Not because of any horrible experience, far from it, but because it was being nothing, yet having full conscience and feeling. Some say it's dying before the devil knows it yet, others call it Limbo, some say it's like when you get up from being on the toilet for a while and you can't feel your anything. Many say it's all of the above, however some still say it's none of them. However you'd describe this sensation, they felt it, nearing their destination.
Connor, finally gaining awareness of his surroundings, found himself underwater. Fearing he would drown, he quickly swam frantically to the surface and clamored to shore. There, he rejoined Tris, who looked as if he had received the biggest let-down of his life. Connor then asked Tris,
"Tris, what did you do, and where are we?
He replied, " I tried to send us to Equestria, so we could have an adventure or something, but something went wrong. As you can see, this isn't the Equestria I wanted." An odd noise and Casey screaming was soon heard, followed by a splash. This was when Connor noticed that the water was a muddy brown and, after looking around, there wasn't a green plant in sight. It was then that Casey pulled himself out of the water, his skin looking more coarse. Jared and Kyle soon appeared, feeling different in some way. Even Tris had some difference about him. Once everyone regrouped themselves, Kyle was the first to say, with a cold voice,
"What the actual **** happened and where the hell are we?"
"We are in Equestria," said Tris, somewhat unhappy by the turn of events," but not as you know it." Jared groaned at the word "Equestria" and was certainly not amused. He wasn't a fan of hearing Tris talking about Equestria, but actually being there was worse. Anyone there felt a small static shock when Jared received the message. He said with an almost loathing voice,
"Goddamnit Tris, not this pony ****. You made us listen to your ****, but that wasn't enough, was it? You had to drag us into it, and for what? Tell me?!"
"I didn't think this would happen," Tris said, with daggers in his eyes at Jared, "I just thought it could be fun. Also, technically we're in a nuclear fallout version of Equestria, not the real thing."
This satisfied Jared, as he is a fan of the Fallout games and knows that Tris meant that. What no one accounted for is that shadows hide all manners of evil , and such a shadow was near them, silent and ready. Our heroes paid no mind to this and kept chatting amongst each other plans for now and the future.
"We should look for civilization," said Connor, in an energized disposition,"someplace that we may be less likely to be shot. Let's see, isn't Manehattan a nice place?"
"It's a place that may be nicer to us than here," said Tris,"but I don't know where we are or in what direction we need to go."
The shadow is now empty, and the evil has now slinked closer to its prey, our heroes still have yet to take notice. It prepares itself for an assault at the right moment. If it fails, and misses the prime opportunity, it will starve for two weeks in a row. It cannot afford defeat.
"So it's settled," said Casey, with an oddly steamy breath, "to Manehattan!" "Where is Manehattan?"
Behind Kyle came the cocking of a gun. The evil had grabbed him by the neck and pointed a pistol at him. It spoke with a voice that gave the impression of a 2nd grader attempting to act tough.
"Give me all of your stuff! You're all getting mugged!"