I woke up in a hospital bed without any memory. I don't know how I got here or why I'm here, all I know is that something doesn't feel right.

A dark fic that formed in my brain. It's in Diary Entry format. Due to a lack of memory, the fic is written with literally basic writing and grammer skills (or as basic as my brain could get, at least).

The pony is a pony from fim, set in 1992, but the iddentity will be set as "other" for the sake of not to spoil the reveal for new readers.

If you think you know who the pony is, put your guess in the comments. I wont say if your right or wrong, but I just like to see people guess. Over time, it will become much more obvious, as I reveal who it's not, and describe who it is more.

Have you ever wondered how some of those poor background ponies got to where they are now? I've been thinking and this was the result.

Cover art does not mean that those are the ponies in the fic. Cover art used without permission and will be removed upon owners request. I have sourced the cover image, for copyright reasons.

Edited by myself, so if you see anything and would like to look over it, I can give you the google docs info, but PM if you want to take a look.