Celestia and Luna damn it I'm so hungry. I can't keep down anything at all except liquids it seems, and even then many of my favorite drinks have become revolting to taste. I can no longer stomach anything plant based. Why? Why must this happen? I thought my life was returning to normal!

My staff... ponies in general... why can I smell them so clearly? And why... why must they smell so... succulent... delicious... Dear goddesses, why does the smell of flesh flare my hunger so?!

What did those heathens do to me while I was unconscious? Those blasted bloody beasts! I should never have gone down into those forsaken caverns, should never have risked my life for fame. I will forever be cursed to hold the knowledge of what the darkness below our hooves hides, cursed to keep this secret to my grave... which shall hopefully come sooner rather than later...

I'm losing control of myself... I almost attacked one of my maids today... she just smelled so good... the hunger almost took over... the hunger commands my every thought...

I sent my staff away. For their own safety. For my sanity. I cannot eat meat. I cannot sink to that level.

I'm so hungry. So hungry. So much hunger.

My mind is growing heavier by the hour. My thoughts are becoming slower.

I must fight this. I WILL fight this.

If I have to, I will end myself tonight.

So hungry so hungry so hungry so hungry it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts so hungry must eat must eat must eat it hurts so hungry must eat kill rip tear bite kill eat hunger food kill food must eat so hungry so hungry so hungry so hungry it hurts it hurts it hurts make it end please make the hunger end

I

I killed something

I woke up stained with blood and less hunger

I killed and ate something and i dont remember what

Why why did this happen?

Why did it have to be so filling and taste so good.

why is it so hard to think straight?

I am changing. Eating the meat started the change. Just like with Scribe.

My horn is shrinking into my skull it hurts so much.

My coat and mane are falling out in chunks. My skin is disgusting.

I can feel my bones stretching and cracking into shape beneath my skin. It hurts it hurts it hurts.

My mark is gone.

My name is Uncovered Truth.

I'm scared.

I am hungry.

Thinking hard.

Queen. Queen wanted help me.

Queen thought she helping me.

Thought me sick ghoul.

Head hurts. Thinking hurts.

So hungry. Need to hunt.

Writing. Writing make me feel not crazy.

Hunger make me crazy.

What my name? No remember.

Light hurts. Want dark. Dark is safe. Dark is friend.

So hungry.

Smells in dark. Good smells. Food smells.

Hungry. Must hunt soon. So hungry.

Less hungry. Hunger never stops.

No like place. Too bright. Want always dark.

Smells. Her smells. ~~Scr Si sci sln~~ Mate. Mate is coming.

Afraid. No want mate. Mate will mark me. No want mark. Mark hurts. Pain. So much pain. No want other mark.

She comes. For me.

Fear. Fear stronger than hunger.

close so closs smell her

forget how rite gud

hed hurts so much nno think gud

hear her screech she cums she close no want mate no want mark

afraid afraid afraid no no no no no no no no no no no no

so afrai

Notes from Royal Guard investigation into the apparent murder of Professor of Hippology Uncovered Truth, to be directed to the Captain.

A tattered, blood-stained journal was found at the scene of the crime, detailing the missing Professor's disastrous expedition in search of some mythical race of subterranean monster ponies. The information within the journal has been deemed questionable. A running theory is that Uncovered Truth went mad during the expedition and may have caused the deaths of his crew members before escaping to the surface. While unlikely, we feel more inclined to believe this than the laughable idea that a group of ponies, including two of our own highly trained members, would be taken down by some ridiculous monsters. I mean, Captain, are we really going to believe that this stallion 'magically transformed' into a monster over the course of a few days? The writing in this journal clearly shows that this stallion was going insane. It's obviously some sort of mad delusion.

In any case, those are our findings and beliefs on the matter. Do with it what you will.

Official Notice: Princess Celestia has ordered a close to the case of Professor Uncovered Truth. A service will be held in the honor of his fallen crew, and then all investigations into the matter will be closed. She has also forbidden any further expeditions into the caverns below Equestria to prevent such tragedy from ever occurring again. This is non-negotiable.

Author's Note

Question: Do those last two segments fit? If not, I will take them out. It seemed like a fitting wrap up, but I understand if they feel out of place and ruin the mood.

In any case, thank you all for reading. It's been amazing writing this story. This is by far my favorite thing in my collection. I'm thankful for every one of you who took the time to read this. It means a lot to me.