The Chrysalis Option

I had gone to the house where my friend had stated she was to live in her letter. I knew we don't live alone in an entire house. What I did not know, is who was living in the room next to hers.

She had just told me which room she had been given prior to her arrival, which is one of the few details we truly had at the time. Who was to live in the house with us, had not been disclosed. In part, due to the fact: we don't truly know who we will be, once the change had taken place.

The first I met, after I had entered the building is this brightly cerise Pony. An Anthro, just like myself. I have the feeling we are all Anthro Ponies, despite the fact that I had forgotten all about who I had been and the reasons to coming here in the first place. For some reason, it just made perfect sense to me, if this was the case.

How or why these changes came to pass, I know little to nothing about. Maybe it isn't all that important, after all. What is important, is how it brings us closer to one another and to ourselves.

Apparently, there is a porch with a Rose on each side. Once I am on the wooden construct, I could easily open the door. Something that momentarily distracted me, is the sounds my hooves made on the wooden floor of the porch, about two feet above ground level.

I enter the small hall, only to be faced by a wooden door. There is little to nothing to see in the hall. Stone tiles on the floor, making for more curious noises. Then the beech wood panels for walls, giving me a solid and reassuring sense from the first impression of the building. Naturally there is a soft green handle on each side of the door.

Behind the door, I find what looks like a nice living room. Green leather sofas lining the walls, a red Cherry tree table before each of the sofas. There is a door between each of the sofas, leading to a corridor, lined with doors to each of the rooms. She should be living in one of these rooms.

Only there are two additional doors on the wall behind me, leading to the stare cases leading up respectively down below ground level. Since she told me, she would live on the second floor, I walked to the door leading me up to the second floor. There is a room identical to this on the second floor. I could safely assume there is a similar room on each floor in each of these houses, but I have not yet seen them, so I can't be certain.

Before I reached the right door, leading towards her room, I had noticed that the wall is covered in beech panels in the large rooms as well. I guess they prefer beech over other wood for the walls.

The first floor had been empty. Only as I entered the second floor, I had seen another Mare, just like myself. Unlike me, she is cerise. She had been looking at me for a moment, before she simply stopped.

“Hi, I'm new here. Do you live in this house, or are you here to visit a friend?” she blurted out in a curious greeting.

“Hi. I guess I'm new here too. A friend of mine told me she was to live here, in room '05', which would be to the left on the second floor!” I responded.

“I guess we are all new here. The one thing I recall from yesterday is choosing the gel for the massage. I enjoyed it royally, I guess I should add. I just woke up earlier today. I can recall nothing from prior to the massage. I kept a few things with me, including a few letters, but there is nothing that can remind me of who or what I was before I came here. Maybe that was the point in the first place. I do get a fresh start, after all!” she pondered, in a thoughtful manner, a small smile slipping onto her lips as she spoke.

“Your gel was clear too? I recall the border of the label of my bottle was yellow, just like me, and an image of a Pony, looking like me too. It was slippery at first, though that only lasted for so long!” I pondered.

“Now as you mentioned it, yes, I guess it was. The label had a coloured border, just like yours. I didn't notice it at the time. Why would this have any relevance or consequence. I saw the bottle and used it. Simple as that!” she pondered.

“Makes sense, I never really thought of it, not when I signed up, and not when I came here. Since I can't recall who I was, we both have to start over like every other. I think that is why I signed up, anyway!” I suggested.

“Would you mind coming with me to my room, I live in 07, the next room. You could put up a message for her!” She suggested.

“I would love to see your room!” I responded.

“Thanks. Nice to make a new friend!” she stated as she opened the door to her room 07. She slipped inside and graciously invited me, just as she had said. I soon followed her inside, only to see that the room itself is identical to my very own room.

“Yeah, it sure is. My guess is that we got to this school for this very reason, even if we went here to learn and to have this most exciting change to our lives!” I responded.

“Exciting, certainly. I just noticed that all the garments are for a female, as I opened my wardrobe. I take it you noticed the same thing?” she then put forth, with a widening grin on her face, as she started to giggle.

“Since you mentioned it, this does look exactly like my room. I can only guess they are all identical? I did, not sure why. Much of the garments can never fit either of us!” I responded.

“If they are, that would make sense, since we are looking the same. We have the same requirements, why make different rooms? We probably can personalise them as we develop into who we truly are. I can only guess the garments were originally intended for girls of the Human species, from what the garments look like. Makes the room likeable and relatable to us as we came here, as much as certain details are irrelevant now