Everfree Murders

CHAPTER 3

As soon as I hear the twig snap I crouch down behind the tree I was about to climb. About a good dozen yards away stands a... pony?!

That's... Lyra? I'm... I'm... I'm in Equestria?! Holy shit! Fuck, what do I do?

I'm so hungry... so hungry..

I turned again to look at her. She was holding a kitchen knife, shaking with fear. I licked my lips.

Dinner...

No.. that's.. that's crazy! I can't eat a pony! They're... they're sentient! They're-

Would you rather starve?

No... ...I'm so hungry... I don't want to die... I don't want to starve...

I stalk her and slowly move in for the kill. Watch out... knife... She suddenly looks right in my direction. I duck down before she can see me. As soon as she turns away, I inch closer. Pounce. I charge forward with a barbaric roar and tackle her before she can even turn and run. I rip the knife from her hoof and proceed to stab her several times. She cries and screams but I continue, a smile spreading on my face. I finally compel myself to stop. I stand over the gruesome scene, still grinning. Blood spreads around the body. I drop back down to my knees and slice open her belly. Her organs pour out and I feast on them, not even minding them raw. So good... food... so good... Intestines, stomach, lungs, all consumed by me. I find the heart especially succulent.

After the feasting is over, I inspect her lyre. I untie the strings, thinking maybe I could use them. I stuff them in my pocket and climb the tree I was going to earlier. Hunger, thirst and shelter, all satisfied. I drift off into a deep sleep.

Dawn awakens me the next morning. I stretch and climb down from my shelter. I lap some water in some water from the brook and go to inspect Lyra's body. Already, fleas, maggots, worms and flies have all set upon it, even some bigger scavengers. Eating it now will make me sick. Time to find another one.

I grab my belongings and pack up. I notice Lyra was traveling down a game trail. This will lead me out of this forest. I walk down slowly, enjoying the sunlight and the birds' songs and calls. Reminds me of home- No time to think of that! You must find another! Instinct commands once more, and I follow. I walk now with a brisk pace, finding the forest getting more and more sparse. Almost out of the forest now! I race now, and soon find myself in a field of crops. At the other end of this field I see a silo and a barn.