I can only feel pain. I struggle to get my eyes open with whatever energy I have left. As my eyes flicker open I am surrounded by darkness, that is all I can see. My mane is laying softly on my face touching a bruise I can't see. My hair is covering up my horn but there is no magic for me to use. I can feel indents of the earlier impacts on my face, I don't know how they got there but I can feel them. I can feel the hard wood floor beneath my head and body. The smell in the area is strong with the scent of rust and possibly blood. The metallic smell makes me want to vomit but the lack of energy in my body keeps me from doing so. The cast around my neck is very uncomfortable, but I know that the cast on me is because my neck must be broken or healing. I can feel a bruise under the cast on my left cheek. I can't think straight anymore I think I will take a nap. As my blue eyes try to shut themselves I know I must keep myself awake to stay out of shock. "It'll only be for a small while so I can take a rest," my mind tells me. Unfortunately, I agree and let my eyes shut.
By some miracle, I wake up an unknown time later. I can open my eyes easier just not fully. It is lighter that it was earlier and I can see the moon rising out of the corner of my eye. I stare up at the semi-collapsed metal-sheet roof and see the stars. I must be far away from the... where do I live? A flood of thoughts surrounds my mind all trying to be answered at the same time.
"Is this my house, why can I see the stars, why couldn't I see the stars where I was before?" I close my eyes tightly thinking that the thoughts would leave, unfortunately, that just caused an extreme pain all the way down my back. I feel tears are going to burst out of my eyes but none come.
"Such beauty in the sky and yet no pony sees it."
"Will any pony ever see me again, did any ponies even care about me?"
"Is any pony looking for me, if there are will they even find me?" All thoughts but no words can leave my mouth. I can feel my eyes moving or something inside of my right eye. I can see something, is it blood? I wouldn't be surprised if it was.
"Why would any pony do this to me, completely beat me senseless and abandon me in the woods?" Wait is that where I am, am I in the woods? That would explain why I could see the stars. The metal-sheet roof is rusted is most of the spots, if it were to fall down and cut me I could be seriously in trouble, that is if I survive the weight of it. My stomach is completely empty, I could use a cup of tea or anything to get rid of this feeling. My left eye starts to wander upwards in its own control. The feeling of seeing two different things is a weird feeling, I wonder if this is what Derpy sees? I don't know who Derpy is but my mind brought her up to compare to my eye being messed up. What do I even know of beauty, what do I even know of stars? How could I compare luna's night with beauty when there is... why can't I remember, it's like my mind knows but my thoughts don't know how to finish.
"Look I know you're worried and we have been working our flanks off to find her."
"We have to find her and who could have kidnaped her, do you even know any leads"
"Listen honey were going to find her and I don't even think you know what a lead is, go stand outside with dad and your sister's friends."
A pony in a dark hood strolled into the police station and walked up to the counter where a police pony was standing, "I know where she is but you won't get it out of me."
Suddenly he was thrown at the wall nearest to him, "Where is my daughter," she shouted in the pony's face.
He pulled back his hood, "I'm here to confess not help you find her," he said laughing with a small bit of blood coming out from his head. "You were stupid to leave her alone after I tried to hurt her the first time, I just asked what room she was staying in."
A police pony was already over by him when he finished the sentence, "What is your name?"
"I'm surprised ponies don't recognise me, I am Trenderhoof."
"Why did you try to hurt her in the first place."
"She took my fame, I told her to shut down she didn't so to kill her would be the next best thing." "I didn't get to kill her the first time around and I knew she would rat me out if I let her live so I had to come back." "I can tell you where she is but you will be too late."
It's been at least 24 hours. The moonlight is back, plenty of time to think, plenty of time for me to try to move and regret doing so. I don't think any pony is coming for me but I am tired again so I think I will try to sleep. Before I go to sleep I want to reflect on my emotions. So around the morning, I was feeling hope. From there till noon I was angry and sad. From noon till the sun started going down I was hot. During that time, I thought of where I was going when I died, Heaven or Hell? Around ten I regained some memories like when I was a filly I always thought hell was a swear word but my mother told me it was only bad when you're not speaking about the place. I will sleep now, I don't know if I will wake up but I am not worried. I prayed to our gods Luna and Celestia. Hopefully, I can die in peace. Wait what is that sound. I can't yell, I can't speak for them.
"Hello, is there any pony out there, make a noise" I must show them somehow that I'm here, wait my horn! With all my energy I tried but all that came out was a small light.
"Wait I just saw a light over there, maybe it's her."
Yes, they see me! I am saved but I'm so tired. Maybe they can carry me while I sleep.
I can hear a small squeaky voice of a familiar filly as it embraces my body, "Rarity oh my gosh we found you." "She's over here!" I am surrounded by voices, I can't make them out of who is talking but they are there. I close my eyes again and try to smile but I can't do it. I can feel myself being carried away. I heard a voice, no crying all it was crying was "no." I don't understand why they are crying that word but I imagine its because they are happy. Another voice a familiar voice, may be it was one of my friends they were crying out, "We were to late." What were they too late for though? I can see now what they were too late for as the tears finally come from my eyes. I can see my lifeless body being taken away from the hardwood floors, from the metal-sheet roof, from the beauty of the night, from the moonlight.