Part I, Chapter 2: Unprecedented Visitors

     From my point of view, everything was white and blank for about ten seconds.  All you could hear was the constant sound of what was like a jet engine.  After a while of this deafening sound I attempt to cover my ears, but nothing can move.  I can't feel.  Soon I see the main room of the Golden Oaks Library forming around me in blobs.  That's all I can remember before losing conciousness.

     I awaken but can barely muster the strength to open my eyelids.  As soon as I try to move my torso I cry out in agony and writhe at the pain.  What happened? I think to myself.  I look down and see that I am covered in blood, permanently staining my white polo shirt.  Pools of blood pepper the floor; the library looks like it was bombed.  Literally, I think it was, after that big explosion and whatnot. Burn marks everywhere; books littering the floor, some in mine and Luke's blood.  Where was Luke, anyway? I thought.

     I rotate my head to the right to find Luke in the same condition as me, but not awoken.  Was he still alive?  Was I responsible for the death of my closest friend? I thought.  That would be a million tonnes on my shoulders if that was the case.  Thankfully, it wasn't, for I heard a groan come out of him within a little bit of time.

     "What happened; I feel like shit," Luke said into the air.

     "No idea... just wait; there isn't anything else to do because I broke something and I can't move..." I told Luke.  As I said, we quietly waited for Twilight to come home.  I wonder if we were going to die soon for all the blood pooling out of our bodies...

     I woke up from a short snooze and found Luke asleep too.  Or maybe dead, I thought to myself.  I tried to clear that thought from my mind.  Suddenly I heard someone open the door.

     "Well, that's why--OH DEAR CELESTIA WHAT HAPPENED?!" Twilight exclaimed.  Twilight and Rainbow Dash came near us as I mumbled what I could.

     "Long story short: scientific experiment gone wrong and we ended up here injured," I said to the two ponies.

     "T-there's blood everywhere!" Rainbow Dash said to us.

     "I know, a-a-and--" My head reared back onto the floor with a thud; I was conscious but not able to move any of my voluntary muscles.  I heard Twilight and Rainbow Dash exclaim things here, there, and everywhere, and all of a sudden I felt bandages being wrapped all around me.  Where did Twilight get bandages?

     Twilight and Rainbow Dash conversed excitedly, Spike sometimes jutting in.  I felt terrible emotionally for having to spawned here and make Twilight bandage me up and whatnot.  All of a sudden I felt myself be lifted off the ground by some unknown force and carried somewhere.

     I finally opened my eyes on the hospital bed.  I saw Luke on the bed beside me in the room.  The television was turned onto some documentary on the history of Canterlot.  Wait... since when did they have televisions? I thought.

     "Hey," Luke feebly spoke to me from across the room.

     "'Sup," I returned.

     "I just got back yesterday.  We're in ICU as far as I can tell and Twilight just left because visiting hours ended."

     "How long have we been here?"

     "Two weeks."  I could have fallen face-first on the floor if it weren't for the fact that I was bedfast, covered with casts and bandages.  I saw one on my right leg and right arm; Luke had a cast only on his left wrist.  IVs were injected into both of our arms.  I had a large bag of blood labeled O- going into my upper right arm, which scared me because I'd have no idea whether or not pony blood would kill me.  We were both garbed in hospital gowns which didn't seem to fit us, considering the fact that this was a pony hospital.

     "I'm surprised we weren't taken to the vet for our appearance," I joked to Luke.

     "Yeah... the doc said that we may have to be here for another couple of weeks," Luke said.

     "Well I'm gonna be as bored as hell..."

     "Hey, the telly is interesting.  I've learned a lot about Equestria with this thing.  I didn't even think TV existed here."

     "Neither did I."  I watched attentively to what advertised itself as Ponyville Public Television.  The introduction to How Unicorn Magic Works, supposedly a documentary titular of itself, appeared.  I sat back and watched the show.