The night was silent and still. A light fog covered Manehatten. Something groaned in the distance. A pearl Shiite mare stumbled out of the darkness, but something was wrong. Her beautiful coat was covered in dried blood. Red eyes filled with hunger, the zombie dragged her mangled leg as she limped into a small house. A stallions screaming echoed throughout the city, m, making many ponies wake up in fright. The mare walked out of the house, but she was followed by a new Trotter. The apocalypse had begun!!!!!
