//------------------------------// // The Shock (Edited) // Story: Am I Real? // by AlleyCat124 //------------------------------// That is not me! That is DEFINITELY not me! I looked more closely into my reflection. Inside were my blue eyes, but instead of my human face, an animated-looking dark blue pony stared back at me. Taking a closer look, my man-HAIR was long and chocolate brown with light blue tips instead of my red hair. This can’t be happening. This CAN NOT be happening! I heard voices coming around the corner. Doctors! Oh thank God, they could help me with this. Maybe they could give me something for these hallucinations. I was about to call out to them, but my voice caught in my throat as the figure that came in wasn’t human, but a tan pony with dark brown hair wearing a white doctor’s coat. As I stared at the pony, I also noticed a horn coming out of his head. As I continued to look over the strange unicorn, I also noticed a picture of a heart monitor on his rump. “I’m so glad you regained consciousness.” The doctor commented, chuckling at my bewildered expression. “We were all starting to get a little worried that you wouldn’t wake up. How are you feeling Miss Weaver?” He questioned with a sympathetic smile. I continued to stare. This was a dream. It had to be. I mean, why the hell is there a pony…..no, I’m sorry, why is there a FUCKING UNICORN in front of me!? Why the hell do I look like a pony!? And who the hell is Miss Weaver!? As the questions roamed around in my head, I slowly looked up and realized the most confounding part of the situation. “You’re a unicorn.” He seemed stunned for a moment, but regained his composure. “Yes…..I am. I’m Dr. Monitor. Do you remember what happened, Miss Weaver?” “Who’s Miss Weaver?” I asked. The doctor’s eyes widened at my question. After a moment, he narrowed his eyes and came closer to me. I inched away as much as I could. I didn’t know what was going on and this unicorn was not making it any easier. I swear, if he came any closer to me, I was going to jump out the window. “You are. You are Miss Dream Weaver.” He answered hesitantly, inspecting my head as much as I was letting him. “My name isn’t Dream Weaver. And what kind of name is that anyway?” I asked quizzically. “Alright.” he answered as he smiled reassuringly. “What would you like me to call you?” “Just Alice is fine.” “Alright Alice.” His smile widened, glad to be making some progress. “Do you remember how you got here?” “Well, I got hit by a car trying to keep it from hitting a dog. Hey, do you mind if you could find out if the dog’s ok?” I asked. His eyes narrowed even more and he inspected my face. Taking a step back he looked towards the end of my bed and all of a sudden, a clipboard in a light blue aura floated towards the doctor. I couldn’t help but let out a squeak as I got as far away from it as possible. The clipboard was floating. The fucking clipboard was floating! I looked toward the doctor to see if he was seeing what I was seeing only for my mouth to drop. His horn was enveloped in the same aura as the clipboard and was looking at the floating clipboard. My brain started to hurt. I don’t know how much more I could take. “I’m going to get a nurse and we’re going to run a PET scan, Alice. Just a routine check to make sure everything is alright.” He assured, jotting down something on the clipboard. “Sit tight and I’ll be right with you.” Dr. Monitor stated, and with that, he walked out of the room, clipboard floating behind him. I stared after him and let my mind collect itself. Apparently, they thought my name was Dream Weaver. I was surrounded by ponies and I’d turned into one as well. I looked around the room and spotted the window. Careful not to trip, I gingerly pulled the covers off of me and slowly put my legs on the ground. I tried to stand on my back legs, but seeing that they didn’t function that way, I automatically found my face kissing the floor, hard. I groaned as pain erupted in my jaw. Fine. FINE! I’ll walk on four legs. Happy, universe!? As I started to get up I noticed, in the corner of my eye, dark blue feathers. Huh? What were feathers doing in the hospital? Getting up fully, the feathers retracted and disappeared behind my back. My eyes followed until I was looking at a pair of dark blue wings perched on my back. I stared at them like…well….like a pair of wings. “No……freakin’…….way….” I heard myself murmur. I have wings. I, Alice Mills, had wings. Not only did I turn into a pony, I turned into a freakin’ pegasus!! I watched in stunned amazement as I watched the wings, MY wings, twitch at my sides. I watched for a few more minutes, and then turned my attention back to the window. I peeked out and felt my pony ears droop to the sides of my head. I was about four stories up from the ground. Any attempt to jump wouldn’t end well. I continued to stare out the window, trying to figure out where I was. By the position of the sun, it looked like it was about evening, almost going into night. The streets were bare as I looked all around, woodened stalls popping up here and there as small little stone houses occupied the streets with roof’s made of straw. I’d actually find it cute if it weren’t for the situation I was in. I looked out further and found what looked like a tall tower in the middle of the square, barely keeping it together. I sighed in defeat until I felt my wings twitch in what I think was irritation. My gaze shifted between the window and my wings. Maybe……nope. Can’t happen. As realistic as I can be in this situation, I don’t think I could jump out the window, much less use a pair of wings I’d never used. I heard hoofsteps coming up behind me. I turned around and found Dr. Monitor with a stout lilac pony with striped purple and white mane in a bun. I also noticed that this pony had a picture of a white hospital cross surrounded by four hearts. “Alright Alice, it’s time to start the PET scan. Now if you please come onto the gurney, we can head on over.” Dr. Monitor coaxed. I don’t know if it was the multiple talking ponies in the room, the wings, the setting, the fact that I didn’t appear human anymore, I don’t know. But I wasn’t going to go with some unknown thing, much less a talking pony, to Goddess-knows-where. “No.” I replied. “No?” Dr. Monitor asked surprised. “I’m not going anywhere with you, until you tell me what’s going on here!” I screamed. I heard the blood pumping in my ears, my heart speeding up, and dizziness sweeping over me as I felt myself sway back and forth. “Doctor, I think she’s going into shock!” I heard the nurse say urgently. “Get me some morphine!” the doctor replied to the nurse. When she was out the door, he turned to me and slowly approached. “Calm down, Miss Alice.” He assured slowly. “I know this is all very confusing for you, but if you calm down, we can figure this out together.” He insisted slowly. “WHAT’S TO FIGURE OUT!?” I screamed. “I’ve turned into a freakin’ pony! I’m human! I’m not a pony! I’m HUMAN!” Suddenly, I felt a prick in my arm. I looked down and found a syringe surrounded in a light blue aura. When......when did the nurse get back? I thought as I felt myself falling to the floor. I fought to stay conscious, not wanting to pass out in front of these strange being, but the drowsiness was too much. Before I fell out of consciousness, I felt my body be enveloped in a warm blue glow and get put on the gurney. Maybe when I wake up, I’ll be human again.