The first survivor: A creepy tale

RGB2 was still walking with the masked ponies down the dark tunnel. They didn't talk at all. RGB2 started to get a little nervous. Finally they reached a door at the end of the tunnel. When they came through it was none other then the Weather Factory nopony was there though, it was night. How it became night so fast RGB2 didn't know. She just assumed she fell asleep or something. She continued to walk then they got to the door the one with the sign that read "Rainbow Factory".

"The Rainbow Factory my mom works here." exlamed RGB2.

"So she does?" replied one of the masked ponies.

"What goes on in there then?" another one asked.

"Shut up intern!" the other one yelled.

"Now kid don't get too exited." one of the masked ponies said.

He chuckled weirdly as he opened the door, and all of them walked in.

"Wow, why is everything so dark?" RGB2 asked.

"We like it this way." the intern replied.

RGB2 walked with the ponies. The walkway was long. Nothing but darkness ahed. The masked ponies continued to remain silent, and all that RGB2 could hear was the clopping of hooves on the floor. It was spooky, very spooky. Every now and then RGB2 would step in a wet puddle. Something smelt awful too. Like something rotting. RGB2 kept walking though. Finally lights came on. RGB2 felt relief as to finally see her own hooves again. It only took her a few second for her eyes to ajust to the light only to see a red liquid that drenched her hooves. Blood it had to be. RGB2 felt like screaming. Though she stoped herself from. The pegasai halted only to see a limp unicorn colt sprawled upon the floor. Blood stains on its coat, and a huge wound on his chest. He looked as if he had the life sucked out of him.

"Oh this is really nice!" one of the masked ponies commented in a rhetorical tone. "Haven't they ever fucking heard of taking out the trash."

He kicked the dead unicorn out of the way.

RGB2 was petrified at what she just saw. Though she was still forced to walk into complete darkness oblivious of what was going to happen...