Sham's horn had been cut off when Shim flipped the table on her. She fought the dizziness that was crawling up in her, for if she passed out now, her chance to live and escape would go. Her eyes glanced at the nearest, glimmering item near the light, and snatched it. She lightly ran a coatless hoof over the edge to find out what it was.
A hatchet. Good enough.

She looked to see Shim had disappeared, but yet heard light clopping noises echoing around her. She slowly backed up into the shadows, realizing the light was exposing her to danger. She slowly backed up, and noticed the clopping had stopped. She bumped into something- that wasn't a wall.
She screamed, jerked around and attacked the body with her hatchet. Blood gushed all on her, as she saw a hoof fall to the ground. She squinted her eyes to see better, wondering if it was Shim's. It, like her own hoof, was coatless. Her eyes trailed up to see a pony head staring at her.
She threw herself back, almost into the light. She saw the head was coatless, and where the eyes should be where sewn up, as well as the mouth.

So that's what she was doing in the middle of the night.... and why I couldn't hear any screams. she thought, remembering the night where Shim had decided on staying up doing some 'secret surprise project' with cider.

She crept away from the bloody, and, disgusting, body. She was constantly moving her head around to hear for her sister, eyes wide and alert. What she forgot was not to step into the light where her sister can easily find her.

Then she heard..... singing? As she stood still on the edge of the light, she heard a sweet voice once more singing a taunting tune.

"You're such a funny filly thinking you can hide from me..."

It sounded almost to Bubble Berry's 'Giggle at The Ghosties' song, but with a more slow, creepy tune to it.
It wouldn't be half as bad if she wasn't hiding from a sister who wanted to turn her into cider!

"You can't hide forever, which is very easy to see..."

At this point, Sham backed up further away from the light. She started to sweat, which stung a bit from the open wounds. She looked down to see a small trail of blood that she was leaving. Oh, no. Sure Shim would be able to trace where she was hiding!

"I can tell that your worried, which I can understand.
But why can't we be done with this, innocent little Sham?"

Sham bumped into another body, however she shriveled up as she felt once more somepony breathing down her neck.

Before she darted away, she was slammed down with her face to the floor. She could feel cold, sharp blade at the top of her back, then suddenly jammed in.
Screaming, she felt the dagger slowly going down and blood pouring out. The blade finally came out, and her coat was parted.

" Let's see what we've got here, see if I can make this severe. One way or another you're life will disappear!" She suddenly heard a loud Crack! and felt her ribs being snapped in two. "Well, well, well. What could I use for some cider?"

"Wait!" Sham cried. Shim chuckled, swinging her knife around.

"Why should I?"

"I have a offer for you. A win win for both. I live, you make cider."

"Why do you think I'm interested?"

"Cause.... maybe I want to help."

Author's Note

Sorry I took so long!