I woke up in the middle of Ponyville, in piles of ash and dust. Nothing seemed right about this town, as some things were burning and houses were rickety. Also, there were no ponies around. Until one saw me.
"Hey! You!" The pony said.
"Huh? What? Who are you?" I asked.
"There's no time! We need to get outta here!" She grasped my arms tightly.
"Why? What is happeni-"
"Follow me!" She said, interrupting me.
"Where are we going?!" I asked the filly, running with her.
"To my sister's house. We'll be safe there." She ran inside of a building. I quickly recognized it- The Carousel Boutique.
"Rarity's house? Your her sister?"
She was silent. I turned away to look at the rest of the room. Of course, broken. I heard whispers, the turned to see the filly closer to me. She whispered, "Welcome..."
When she turned around, her face was horrifying. Her pupils were the size of a pea, and her smile, wider than anything. Her face was also covered with blood, as if she tore open a pony and played around in their bones, blood, and organs.
She attacked me, and others with a face just like hers huddled around me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHA!" Some ponies screeched with laughter. They tried to slice me, and I crawled out of there. I barely made it out alive.
I will never forget the whispers they said. "Pinkamena."