my home... in silent hill
A letter... in the dead of night... never a good sign... twilight unrolled the scroll, and read by the light of her horn,
My dearest twilight, come at once, you are in grave danger. Please, we have no time! -Celestia.
Whatever it was, it was bad. She woke spike, threw some things into her saddlebag.
Twilight ran full tilt to the train station. Once she arrived, she paid 10 bits for an express ticket to Canterlot.
The train ride was actually quite soothing, the steady -click-click-...-click-click- of the train almost lulled her to sleep, but just as her eyelids fluttered shut, she heard the loud roar of the train whistle... the -click-click- was now a -thunk-a-thunk-a- then a huge jolt, she screamed as did the other ponies, they could hear the engineer scream
"NO BREAKS! THE STEERING’S 'BROKE AND WE GOT NO BRAKES"
The train flew past a turn, and popped off the track, now they were skidding wildly across a field, the passengers tumbling over each other. Twilight felt a sharp pain on the back of her head... then... blackness...
"oh... where is she?" Celestia paced across the room, anxious for twilight to come
"Tia," Luna asked, for the twentieth time, "what is troubling you so much?"
And for the twentieth time she replied,
"It doesn’t mater, what matters is the gets here, fast."
maybe it’s too late... maybe it already happened Celestia thought
"Perhaps i should send another letter?" she thought aloud, just as a letter appeared...
Dear princess Celestia,
Thank you for your help, twilight will be arriving with us shortly. I'll be sure to tell you how she fairs.
-SHSM&CAB
She looked horrified, depressed, and enraged at once, then she reread to be sure she had read it correctly, then crumpled it and tossed it to the floor
"Damn it!" she shouted and raced out of the room
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Twilight opened her eyes, and was almost instantly hit by a splitting head ache. As her vision cleared, she was surprised to find herself in a train... but it was not so much the fact that she was in the train, but that the train itself, was completely unharmed, as if the crash had never happened. Then another detail struck her; she was alone... the train was abandoned... she looked out her window, she saw... a train station, as dead as the train... no life... save, a plant or too. She tried to stand, fell, sat up, looked at her front hooves, and gasped. She had no hooves... she instead had... what was it called... hands. She looked down to see that she was not a pony... she had feet... but she had... shoes? And a skirt... and a blouse...
"I must be dreaming..." she said aloud... "Either that or I’m..." she did not finish, she could not bring herself to say what was very likely the case. She was most likely... dead...
Slowly she stood, using her arms to steady and balance herself. She looked into the small cubby next to her seat, to find... a bag... it seemed to be made for a... a whatever-she-was, to wear on their back...
She looked inside it (though it took her a moment to teach herself to use them, her newfound hands, were much more efficient than hooves for picking things up) and she found... a book... a blank book. She flipped through the book... blank as the cover. She placed it in the bag... and it made noise, she pulled it out, it now said: Twilights Journal
"...I must have gone mad" she said, then she put the bag, on her back, and, slowly, as she was still getting used to being a... whatever-it-was, she left the train. The book made a sound again. This time, the change was inside the book. she opened it, and it simply said: tasks:
1.) Figure out what happened
Celestia stormed into a grand meeting hall
"how dare you!" she said, as the heads at the table turned.
"Ah, Celestia, I'm guessing you got my letter?" said one of the people
"I cannot believe you Samael!" she said, to the one of the members of the group (CAB), slamming her hoof on the floor, causing the ceiling to shake.
"Now Celestia," said one, an old man "whatever is the matter?"
"he," she said pointing a hoof at Samael, "sent one of my subjects to... well you know."
"So?" the old man asked
"so, i was not informed until it had already been done!"
"And? You’ve never cared before?" he questioned her
"I think, she may like this one... a little more than she lets on..."
"SHUT UP SAMAEL!"
"Now Celestia-"
"YOU TOO JEHOVAH!" she said, referring to one of the many names used to describe the human 'god'
"Samael, did you not send the letter to Celestia regarding a selection?"
"I did"
"then what is your problem?" the human god asked
"it was sent," she said, "but not until it was too late for me do anything."
"Well then, it seems we have a new mater to discuss."
Twilight had been walking for hours, and she seemed to have gotten the hang of walking. She also had found a map, which she placed into her journal. However, she could not shake the feeling... she was being watched... then... she heard a sound... and it attacked
