Slender Mane

I wake up to what sounds like screaming, knowing already what happened. I jumped out of bed, getting my packpack and a flashlight, and I ran to the Everfree Forest. Sure enough, another pony lay on the ground, dead.

"That's the third one this week!" I say. Ever since this past month, when people go out into the Everfree Forest, people are dying randomly. Only one person has survived this phenomenon. Me.... My name is NightWing. I met the Slender Mane....