Lost Twilight

It had gotten incredibly dark, the night sky watching over the earth without question. Twilight guessed that it was around two in the morning. A lot of thoughts were wrapping around her mind lately. Though, she hasn’t been able to particularly find a way to express them in a coherent manner. She was just too afraid, after all that she has been through, there was probably more in store for her in this unknown place. She could only keep walking with a trail of blood leaving hoofsteps behind her. She probably knew that the creature would stalk her without end and use that to find her. But, she didn’t care, she had not the energy or the strength to cover her tracks. She could only run and/or see what she could do before she could actually calmed down. And even that was proving difficult.

Twilight stuck in thought, suddenly noticed the massive cave entrance before her. It was just sittin there this whole time as she walked. She didn’t even notice it at the time she had been walking this far. It was a huge hole, though with little candles strewn across the walls as if slammed into them with a hammer. The first thought that came to her mind was if she could go in there and maybe find an exit. There was still the matter of what she would find inside that place, but a little exploration couldn’t hurt at this circumstance.

“Ah, if only Spike was here to give me an answer for this”, she whispered.

She crept into the large cave hole and continued forward. As she went through, it seemed the cave walls had been made naturally. No artificial smoothing or anything, a weird creation of nature. The cave hallway spanned for a while, before she suddenly found something that frightened her. She stepped back in shock, and found another corpse in this Celestia forgotten place. Twilight went forward a bit more with a little indignation. The blood wasn’t fresh, it had stained the stone ground for whom knows how long. The corpse itself looked like it had been dead for several days. But, there was something it held between it’s hooves. A sort of parchment that she took very quickly from it’s cold dead hooves. The dead joints on the poor creature cracked as she tried her best to take it.

She looked into the parchment, it’s words so solemnly drawn out in blood.

Dear Whomever,

I am dying, I have not much time or life left in me to keep going.

That thing, it’s a Diamond Dog that has an insatiable hunger for hooved creatures.

Once it would hunt down Buffalo for it’s hungry needs, but now it’s found it’s eye towards ponies who have been coming into the territory as of late.

To whoever finds this message.

RUN BEFORE HE FINDS YOU.

I’ve have so little power in my legs, so much blood loss, so much…..

The message steered into a line that drove into the edge of the parchment. Twilight felt a sheer terror crawl up her spine. To which she could not easily bring down. The sound of the creature was nearby, his grumbling came, and Twilight scrambled to the depths of the darker reaches inside the cave as to not be seen. With heavy stomps, the big thing still had the paper bag on it’s head. It’s massive cleaver had fresh blood on it’s frame, dripping down into the cave floor. He stepped up to the corpse, took off his bag, and Twilight saw the monstrous face of a bulldog who had a massive scar across his face. With his large claws, he picked up the corpse and ripped off it’s head with one powerful bite. Crunched on it and threw the rest of the body into the darkness, it almost slid onto Twilight’s hooves. She yelped a tiny cry from herself, and the creature stood like a statue at the sound. He turned around, surveying the area with his phosphorous yellow eyes. Then, he went on his way.

Twilight stood motionless, too scared to even attempt to move. Several minutes had past, before she took a breath and made a step forward. She went back a bit from the corpse she stepped on and hit the wall, a candle fell down to the floor and rolled down to her position. She almost shrieked when she saw all the corpses strewn all over the place behind her as the candle rolled down. So many dead bodies all over, skeletons were outclassed by the fully fleshed bodies that sprang all over. Red tinge sprayed across the walls in what could have been violence incarnate. She could not speak. She could not even breathe at the sight. Her hooves shaking and her breathing frantic. All of their eyes gouged out from their sockets. Twilight sprinted out of the cave as fast as she could. There was no exit out of here that way.

Twilight continued onward, her fate would be sealed if she didn’t do something fast. She had to get out of here as soon as possible, but there was no way to exactly find a way to escape such a gruesome end. Without thought or remorse on her end, she had no choice, but to do the illogical. A trail of blood that wasn’t from her hooves existed that went onward for a while. She took one step forward, and another hesitant stomp. She continued onward to what best courage she could muster. In the end, she couldn’t run anymore, and she was getting fatigued.

This was the only way out. And even if it was against all her instincts, all of her judgements. This was probably the only and final way to survive. There had to be something that could free her from her fate. She continued forward, the previous experience, but a memory to what survival entailed for her to do.

She could only hope that her friends will be beside her up onto the end.