Amiss Fortune

Once again I awoke

Still in the damn room

Knowing it was very likely

This would be my tomb

I was surprised to find

All my pain had gone away

Though I felt I must’ve been out

No longer than a day

My body was thick with blood

That was not there before

Then I vomited when I saw it

Laying on the floor

The mare long since dead

Was now torn apart

With teeth marks all about her

I felt heavy beating in my heart

Then I realized

What may have happened to this soul

For I was sickened to discover

That I now felt full…

My eyes went wide

And I looked around

The walls were stained with red

And the same was for the ground

I glanced to my shoulder

Brushing away my hair

And saw in ill surprise

That the rock was still there

Except I’d healed around it

And my skin was now full

Blood no longer flowing

For my body had sealed that hole

I was still confused and horrored

But started moving about

For despite what I had been through

I just had to get out

The only visible way

Was from where I had fallen

But I had no clue

How I would get up again

I sat down in thought

How do I get out of here?

And how could I have e…

The lack of knowledge brought me fear

And that is when I saw it

A displacement in the wall

Directly underneath

where I did fall

I slowly walked towards it

And by the bloodied mess I did pass

And tapped my hoof against it

To find it made of glass…

“They were watching her…”

I softly said out loud

And realized there must be a room

There where the darkness did shroud

I slammed my hoof against it

But to no avail

This could be my exit

So I could not fail

I could find nothing useful

So I could break the barricade

But then I did find something

And my morale did fade

I looked to my shoulder

And knew I’d likely be a fool

Then in my teeth I grasped

My new makeshift tool

I quickly jerked my head

And the rock ripped out

The burning of my shoulder

Caused of me a pained shout

I expected it to hurt

But no as much as it did

I collapsed in sudden pain

In which I wanted to be rid

I remembered the words of Night Shade

(Or I guess Shadow)

And started piecing together

What little I did know

“They made a disease

That infects one’s mind”

But the connection was missing

For there was a thought I could not find

What happened to me?!

Had I really eaten that mare?!

I didn’t want to think of it

For I didn’t dare

“Magnifies the last thought”

This went against what I was told

For I swear the last thing I remembered

Was that dark and cold…

But I had thought of food…

Before what happened here

I continued thinking

Though the truth I did fear

How did I heal?

I asked but then knew

“The idea was to be immortal”

Well, that was partly true

But with that came

Another damning thought

That meant I was infected

Though falsely hoped I was not

But then came

Confusion rather than fear

For Shadow had told me

I’d been ‘mindless’ for half a year

But I had awoken

Not just one time but two

Could I fight the virus off?

(I hoped that this was true)

I looked back to my shoulder

And found nothing different

The wound was not healing

And I had hope of what that meant

I got back to my hooves

And readied the rock

The event of flying glass

Made me back up in shock

I had made a small break

And started smashing the rest away

For in this wretched place

I would no longer stay

After what felt like an hour

It was big enough to fit through

I had no idea the danger

And knew that to be true

Once in the room

(Which was black as night)

I saw a sign aside the glass

That read ‘Crystal Sight’

I felt a sort of sorrow

As I looked back to the mare

She was once like me…

Before getting locked in there…

My sadness turned to anger

At those who made it so

I would pay them back for her

For this I did know

I stepped into the hallway

With very limited sight

For the only illumination

Came from each emergency light

This hall was similar

To the one I’d been in last

But I found some differences

Pretty damn fast…

All the doors were locked

And held on some a note

In large black lettering

A warning somepony wrote

“Condemned” or “Infected”

Was on most of the doors

And everywhere I wandered

Dried blood covered the floors

I came to a staircase

Or that’s what the label said

For two large metal doors blocked me

Informing that the power was dead

I started looking around me

Until it caught my eyes

A sign that pointed me

Towards my blessed prize

It was labeled “backup generator”

So I tried to make it start

But of course, “buck me”

It was missing a part

Finally catching a break

I saw it upon the floor

And hoped it would be enough

To get me through that door

The generator started up!

And I smiled at the sound

But quickly stopped

As loud clicks came from all around

My heart had trouble beating

No longer feeling like I’d won

I cursed and was angry

At what I had just done

Maybe they’ll be friendly

I tried to lie

But I knew

I would likely die

Every door slid open

And dozens like Crystal Sight

Flooded into the hallways

And they began to fight

I ducked under a table

To keep them from seeing me

Swearing at myself

How foalish could I be?

Not only these ponies

But had myself to face

Remembering Shadow’s words

“Outside may have a case”

Now they were freed

And here they moved about

And I was the one

Who had let them out…