Author's Note

Before you read, look here. This is important.
This story is meant to be immersive, take a moment to really put yourself in the main characters position. This is not A story, this is YOUR story. Every risk is real, and every move is your own. Prepare to experience this life.

Where am I?

You slowly come to your senses, your eyes open, but no light reaches your eyes. Your entire body is numb, as if all of your limbs are missing. You rest your head back down, realizing there is no pillow supporting your head. You stretch, flex your wings, then open your eyes again and stumble to your hooves. Your eyes already adjusted to the dark. You try and remember how you got here, but your mind seems blank. In fact, you can't even remember your own name! You can't remember anything about your past! How could this happen?

You look at your surroundings, it's a white, padded, dark room. Much like that of an asylum room. Actually, that's exactly what it looks like. There is also a small bed with no mattress in the corner, and one side of the room has a padded door which is wide open. You notice something on and below it, and look closer.

Is that... Blood?

No... There's no way...

You trot closer to the door, and get a closer look at the fluid, it smells horrible. And looks somewhat fresh, too. Considering it is still dripping off of the door.

With a now racing heartbeat, you walk through the exit, carefully avoiding the stains below your very hooves. As you walk into the dark hallway you notice a putrid odor. Much like the blood, but ALOT stronger, and something else... You can't quite place it.

With nothing to do, you open your mouth and call out. Nothing else to do, anyway.

"Hello? Is anybody out there? Where am I? Hey!"

No response.

"Helllloooo? Is anybody out there? I need help!"

Complete silence.

You start to grow very nervous. There's no way all this blood is real. It's smeared all over the doors, walls, and even the ceiling! This can't be happening, you can't stand to be in here another moment. With the panic growing stronger, you start to dart down the hallway.

The only sound that can be heard is your hoofsteps. Your vision begins to tunnel, and you ignore how much blood you just galloped through. The only thing in your mind right now is the exit. You need to find it, this place is terrifying. And you can't escape the feeling of being chased. At some point, the asylum metal doors became wooden, office-like ones.

You turn around, and for a second, it looks like something was there, but in a second, gone... You could have sworn something just moved back there. Maybe you kicked up blood or something? Maybe it was your tail. But it's worth a look... The hallway seems to go on forever anyway. This entire place seems like a maze, hallways become more hallways.

You slowly backtrace to about the spot you saw the movement, seeing nothing. There are two doors on either side of you, one is partly opened. The other is shut, and on the other side you hear... Breathing?

Deciding not to take your chances with whatever was just chasing you, you decide to open the other door. As you push it open you see another asylum room, just like yours, except the bed has a mattress. Nothing of interest.

You turn around and put your hoof on the other handle, which turns out to be freezing. Almost painfully cold, in fact. You slowly turn the handle, and cautiously open the door. As soon as you do so, a strong wind gusts out of the room and blows your mane back. You hear scuffling inside.

"Hello? Anybody inside?" You ask, failing to not sound terrified.

"Please! Don't come any closer! I didn't do anything!" You hear the silhouette of a pony yell from the far-right corner.

"Hey, I'm not trying to hurt anyone, I'm lost, pal. I woke up in one of those cells, and I just want to get out of here. Mind getting me to an exit?" You ask, calming down as you realize you aren't alone.

He doesn't respond.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question. You alright over there?" You ask, flipping the light switch. The light flickers, before dying out. As it does so, you get a better view of what is in front of you. He is an Earth pony, hiding in the corner with a knife clutched in his hooves. Blood stained his face, but the most alerting fact was his eyes, however.

Better yet, his lack of having any.

"Whoa, you oka-" You are cut off as he gets up and screams, running at you. Before you have time to react, he is on top of you, and at some point, he began attempting to push his knife into your chest. He is really strong, you realize. His Earth Pony strength outmatching your smaller Pegasus muscles. The knife inches closer and closer, and you begin to run out of options.

As you think, you feel the knife touch your chest, cutting the skin. You begin to scream. On the opposite side, the other pony is laughing like a psycho. You feel the knife pushing deeper, blood spurting out from the chest wound. You close your eyes, and accept the fact that this is your last moment. It's a shame you had to die so soon without any answers, you don't even know how you got here. You will die alone in here, by a stranger's blade, and nopony will ever find your corpse.

You notice the laughing is now silent, and the knife doesn't hurt anymore. You slowly open your eyes, only to find the other pony gone. Aware that you may be bleeding to death you look at your chest, and to your concern, you are unscathed. It as if the knife never even touched your skin. It's bizarre, and unexplainable.

You continue to lay down, catching your breath. One side of you tells you it was real, the other half doesn't want to believe it. You rub your eyes and slowly stand up, you are more than eager to leave the room. You exit back into the hallway, and miraculously, the lights flicker to life. The hallway illuminates and all doubt of the liquid being blood vanishes.

You start to trot back down the hallway, with no idea where to go, what is happening, or what has happened, fear resurfaces in your heart.