The Explosive Big Mac

“No, no, not me, not me!” A tan pony with a two tone red mane, it shifted in the night breeze. “You’re not getting me, no way!” She turned a corner and started running faster as her lungs burned her insides.

She looked behind herself and it was gone, but she didn’t slow for a moment knowing that it was wasn’t just one thing. She looked at homes seeing glowing red eyes staring at her from every house, shop and business window.

Her hooves beat against the ground as she ran for her front door and smiled seeing safety, where she could board up her windows and doors, where she could hide. She sped up pushing herself as fast as she could and a cold hard stone hit her hoof tripping her and making her roll through her front door into her rose shop.

She looked around confused and then paused realizing she was on her front door. She looked up as two mares with glowing red eyes landed in front of her house. Their smiles seemed to give a moonlit glow.

“NOOOOO!” She screamed as the two mares grabbed her dragging her. She reached for anything to grab onto, but nothing was close. Her hooves scrapped the wooden floor as she was dragged out of her house, and back into the night air.