I look into the mirror. The reflection of the restroom I am in including me is shown in it. I bring up my forehooves and turn on the facet to the sink in front of me, releasing crystal clear water. I close my eyes and sink my head in. I immediately bring my head back out. I grab a towel and start drying my face with it. I return to the mirror and look into it.
"Good morning" I say to myself as the words echo the empty bathroom. I stare at myself, picking at every detail I have. My eyes, my teeth, my mane, my wings, and even more are all subject to my self ridicule. Every part of me is imperfect and...just not right.
I then feel a peculiar feeling. I feel my heart thumping fast. I begin to breathe faster and faster. I don't know what is happening.
"Hey, I don't feel so good.", I say in a quite loud manner, and in a calm tone, but with desperation laced in the phrase.
I begin to feel sweat dripping from my forehead. I keep staring at the only thing I can keep focus on; the mirror. I rubbed my forehead with my hoof, and felt my hoof get drenched in sweat.
"Something's not right...", I say in a quiet and fearful tone. The world begins spinning around me. My vision becomes blurry. I begin to let out a large scream. My scream gets quieter to myself, and eventually I can barely hear myself.
"Somethings washing over me...what the buck is this?!", were the last words I could hear before my world went black. I felt myself fall, and eventually I could not feel anything anymore. Am I asleep? Am I dead? I can't die yet!
