The Pony Parable

As Stanley went back to the world of the awake, he first looked around. He no longer was in his office building, but he was in a valley. Stanley had rarely seen the outside before, and he was exited to finally be there. But soon his happiness faded away when he heard that voice again.

"Stanley, I've been contemplating this for a while and I've come to a decision. This, is all your fault. If you had listened to me before and took the door on the left, everything would have gone as planned. But no, you had to go through the door on the right, and THEN choose INCORRECTLY!" The voice began sounding aggressive. "You could have lead a happy life if you picked up the phone! You and your wife would live forever down in history as the greatest family! You even would have a child! And you also would-"

Stanley was surprised by the sudden stopping of the voice. After a few moments passed, it started up again. And this time it sounded concerned.

"Stanley, whatever you do, do NOT try to do anything to that... thing behind you. Just keep walking forward, and everything should be fine.

Stanley walked full speed ahead, not wanting to face almost certain death to him. But the thing was faster. It could run. It tackled Stanley to the ground, and when it flipped him over to his back, he got a good look at it.

It looked like a glowing, wooden wolf. Now Stanley was never taught about something like this. He had read a book about the outdoors while waiting for commands to appear in room 427, and it taught him almost everything about it. He even knew how photosynthesis worked! But it had never taught him about glowing wooden wolves. Stanley wanted to scream, but the book, nor anything had taught him how to use his vocal cords, (Which, as a matter of fact, the book did teach him about everything about the human body too!) so he all the could do is just lay there, and try to escape. But all of his escaping attempts were blocked by the wooden wolf. Stanley wanted the voice to say anything, but it never said anything until the wolf was flung off of Stanley by an unknown force. As Stanley stood up, He had taken minor damage by the tackling, and some escape attempts that had been failed by the wolf swinging its claws at him. The voice said something now, and it sounded urgent.

"Hurry, Stanley! RUN!"

Stanley wanted to know what running was really badly right now, and all he could do is walk.

"STANLEY! RUNNING IS WALKING, EXCEPT YOU MOVE YOUR LEGS REALLY FAST!"

Stanley, now knowing what running was, blasted off into a weak run, but was getting stronger over time. When he was about to reach an almost world-record breaking run, was tackled again. But not by a wooden wolf, but by a smaller thing. He was flipped over onto his back again, and Stanley was about to get tired of that. But, he came face to face with the most gigantic eyes he ever saw.

They were a bright green, any brighter and Stanley would have gone blind! He never saw colors that dynamic before! Sure, once in a while he saw a bright yellow warning icon, but that green!

Stanley was so focused on the greenness of the creatures eyes that he didn't even notice it calling for reinforcements. Soon, multiple of this strange, multi-colored creatures ran, or galloped? up to Stanley. Stanley now broke out of the trance of the green eyes, and looked at the four things that were staring at him, and clearly the voice wasn't so thrilled at this. The longer Stanley looked, the more they became seemingly curious and aggressive.

        "Stanley, could you do me a favor and ask them where we are? I know you weren't trained at all to speak, but lease, make your vocal cords vibrate in a way that they can understand. I'll thank you so much if you're able to pull this off, they look like they want to hurt you. Better be quick."

        The voice was correct, they looked like they were ready to attack. Stanley took a deep breath, and tried to speak.

"Bluioflug... aug. Wh- Where am I?"