Zombieville
Nightmares
Previous ChapterNext ChapterYou were having a dream. You, Twilight, Vinyl Scratch, and Sans, were gathering survivors. You guys decided to check Sugarcube Corner. Twilight had a pistol in her magical grasp.
"I only have 3 bullets left." she said. Vinyl surrounded a wooden plank in her magic aura, and got ready to swing it. You held your bat up, and Sans got ready to throw some bones. You kicked it open, and you saw Mrs. Cake eating Mr. Cake. She looked at you with her lifeless eyes. Sans launched a bone at her, and it went straight through her head.
"Me and Vinyl will check the kitchen." you say, "Twilight and Sans, check upstairs Maybe Pound and Pumpkin are okay." They all nodded, and you and Vinyl looked in the kitchen. There was blood everywhere, and you saw a gray mare, feasting on one of the twins. Pumpkin.
"Octavia!" Vinyl said. She looked at you two, and growled. You raised your bat up, and she lunged at you. You swing your bat, and Octavia's head pops off. Vinyl removes her glasses, and tears form in her eyes.
"Something had to be done Vinyl." you said. She wipes her tears, and nods. Twilight and Sans come back down. But both have been bit.
"Pound's okay." Twilight said, "One was trying to get her, but she was missing a leg, and the others were broken. Sans walked up to her, but she bit him when he was too close. I went to help, but she bit me too." You stared at the two.
"I can't live without Octavia." Vinyl said. She grabbed a nearby knife, and stabbed herself on the head. She fell down, and you stared at her with wide eyes.
"Unfortunately," Sans spoke, "You're on your own kid."
"Let's hope we find more survivors." you say.
"Sorry Buttley." Twilight said, "But me and Sans are already gonna die." Then, you blinked, and everything was black. There was a little glow, which you identified as Luna's magic aura.
"Luna?" you said.
"Yes." she said, "It's me. You won't wake up until you are truly scared so I shall help."
"How?"
"Like this!" A brick appeared, and she hit you with it.
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