Amnesia: A Machine for Ponies

by Mousei11

The Horse-Pigs

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4th of September 1889, 12:08 AM

        What a horrifying incident...I must stop the other valve and get out of here quick, before...what ever that was kills me.  I know it is in the bathroom, a switch concealed by a painting will lead me onto the other side.

        As Mandus ran for dear life to the other side of the mansion, he saw, and heard a telephone ringing.  He went to it, assuming the threat had left, and answered.

        “Hello?” He said.

        “Precious Eagle Cactus Fruit...Help us.” A voice replied, then hung up.

        “What? Hello..Hello?” Oswald hung up and kept walking.  He soon approached another phone and it rung.

        “Buck...” He said as he held the recording device to his mouth.  “Hello?” He said again.

        “Mandus...Do you know me..?” The voice said.

        “No, who are you, where are my children?” Oswald asked desperately.

        “Trapped, far below us.  If you can help me, I can help you save them.  Activate the machine, your children are going to drown, you must hurry Mandus.” And with that, the voice hung up.

“Hello...Hello? How do I do this?” Madus asked.  No reply.  He cursed under his breath and trotted to the bathroom.    He opened the painting, revealing a lever.  He pulled on the lever and the bathtub in the bathroom slowly turned.  He made sure to close the door behind him.  He walked in to pools of blood, he saw one of the see-through paintings.  He got close to it and was fixing to look, until he heard a thud on the floor.  He looked behind him to see a pig mask, lying on the floor with an angry expression, or evil grin one, staring straight at him. Despite being freaked out, he kicked it to the end of the room.  He looked through the painting, and jumped back in fright.  Whatever it was, it was in his wife’s bedroom, and it was on her bed asleep.  It was, as Mandus described it, a Horse-pig. It was mutated, deformed, consisting of part pony, part pig.  He went down a small corridor, and tripped over another pig mask, he walked back to see the other one had disappeared.  He looked back and to see that it had moved towards him, right in front of him.

“Fine then you , you can come with me.” Oswald said, picking it up.  He opened the door to the engine room.  He walked up to the valve and turned it.  After walking back, he peeked into the painting again.  But the door was opened, and the bed was empty.  This struck immediate fright in him, but despite his horrification, he knew he must continue for the good of his children.  He walked out of the bathtub, and saw the lights blinking.  Then he saw the Horse-Pig, roaming free in his mansion. This terrified Mandus, but as always, he kept going.