All in Your Head

As you groggily come to, you feel something, movement in fact. You feel like you're bouncing slowly, up and down.

You decide it's best to look at your surroundings now, since you'll probably end up dead in a few minutes. You look around to see you are in the same hallways as usual, and beneath you Lyra is struggling to carry you down it. Her head swivels side to side, looking at every door and exit she sees.

"Lyra?" You ask, hoping to get her attention.

She gasps and sets you down gently, not that it wasn't agonizing on your back, but at least she didn't try to. She turns you around and hugs you tightly, crying again into your arm. She keeps repeating something.

"You were gone, you were gone..." She mumbles, starting to cry.

You reach a hoof forward, wiping the tear away, before holding her face in your direction. Her reaction was starting to make you very nervous. More than usual, that is.

"What do you mean gone? How was I was gone? Gone for what?" You ask.

"You were... Gone. You passed out, and I checked you and... Y-Your heart wasn't beating, you weren't breathing, and you weren't answering me! I don't know how you're alive now, I'm just so glad you're still here!" She cries, holding you closer.

You pat her on the back, and take up her job of looking around. You hear hoofsteps.

"Come on, let's go. I think something's nearby." You tell Lyra, waking her up from her episode.

"Right, yeah, I was just going back to my 'home' I call it." She says, emphasizing the wide use of the word home.

Suddenly, one of the doors break, and you see the figure you just killed fly right at you before there's time to react. It cuts your throat with it's claws and pushes your head into the floor, screeching into your face. It hurts so badly, you already hope it just kills you. Every inch of your body feels like it's full of needles. Your eyes shut and you brace for a finishing hit that never comes. When you look out, it's gone, just like before. You're curled up in a ball in the hallway, and Lyra's at your side, eyeing you with concern. She darts down and crouches at your side, shaking you and yelling something into your ear. The ringing is too loud to hear, it's muffled. The pain was real, you don't know if that actually just happened. Last time it turned out to be nothing. You slowly regain auditory sense.

"-p get up come on! Not again, get up dude! This isn't funny!" Lyra frantically yells into your ear.

You shoot back up, getting back onto all fours with a tremendous lack of balance. She is already at your side, helping support your weight.

"I'm fine, where is it?!" You shout, gasping for air as you do so.

"Where is what?!" She yells back, getting frantic.

"I SAID I'M FINE!" You scream. You didn't mean to, but the mixture of confusion, fear, and disbelief are starting to get to your head.

She responds accordingly, and recoils back. A good seven or eight paces in fact, you thought she was running, until she stopped and turned around, still keeping her foreleg back to provide room to escape.

You take your time to look around. The door wasn't ripped off the hinges, you weren't bleeding, there wasn't a creature, it was... Another episode? Right, that probably was it.

"Sorry, I'm just getting worked up in these halls. I feel so.... Exposed here. Let's just go before something else happens, alright?" You plead, really getting tired of the bad timings of these things.

She just nods, and waits for you to start walking. You get the feeling she's not comfortable near you anymore, which hurts, but you can't think about that right now. It doesn't matter that the only friend you had is afraid of you, you just need to get out of here. No matter if she likes or hates you, you need to leave.

So you start walking, hopefully not to be interrupted again.