Looking Back

Sleep. Nice, peaceful sleep. Sleep can be so great sometimes. If you're stressed, tired, or just need to escape life for a while. But sometimes sleep isn't so peaceful. And sometimes you escape life for more than "a while". Pinkie Pie finally fell asleep after thinking about the party for Spike. Pinkie hated sleeping; she thought of it as if its less time for fun. And Pinkie Pie does NOT like missing out on fun. However she knew it was necessary. But when she fell asleep this night, she felt something taking over. Something EVIL. Pinkie Pie sensed something new. New, but familiar. She felt something was different. But the strange part was that she KNEW she was sleeping. She knew that this was going to be a long, long dream. Pinkie could tell she wasn't going to wake up for a while. She realized that there was no escaping. Suddenly, she heard a hoarse, yet soft and delicate voice trying

to tell her something.

"We meet once again, Miss Pie."

"Really? I don't recall knowing you. My bad!" She said in her high, innocent voice.

" Your happy little outlook on everything is so entertaining, young one."

"Thanks! Umm... Yours... Too."

"Yes, well being trapped for so long isn't sunshine and daisies Miss Pie."

"You were trapped? That's horrible!"

"Yes Miss Pie, I couldn't agree more." The mysterious pony's voice started to sound more aggressive.

"Well are you okay? Where were you?"

"Actually, I was in you. I've ALWAYS been in you. And I always will be."

"Oh. Err... Okay." Pinkie Pie was starting to think there is something mysterious about this pony.

"My name is Pinkamena."

"Oh. Sounds familiar! I'm Pinkie Pie!"

"Oh young pony, but you're not. YOU are Pinkamena. I am Pinkamena. WE are Pinkamena."

''Oh. Well I think I'd remember being named Pinkamena." Pinkie tried to reason with this being.

"Well MAYBE you should think again. Young pony, tell me what you see right now."

"Well I don't see anything. Just darkness. Wait, now I see myself. But I look... Different. Sadder. But when I talk, I don't see my mouth moving.

"Is your mouth moving NOW?" The mysterious entity said.

"Yes! Wait no. Only when you talk. But it's me. Not you. Wait... I'm confused."

"You always have been. Miss Pie, can you see me?"

No! I can only see MYSELF!" Pinkie Pie started to get frustrated.

"Well what do you see behind you?"

"Nothing. Just.... Darkness. Not normal darkness though. REALLY dark darkness."

"Right... Well tell me. Do you remember your childhood?"

"No."

"When I say the word rock, what do you think of?"

"Well, I think of rocks. At least I usually do. When you say it, it sounds... Different."

"Perfect."