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The name is Daring Do, and I am confused beyond all hell.  I remember walking in a gigantic temple and then I find myself in this odd place.  The ground looked like a rough flesh feeling material.  I could see little red clouds in the sky.  I took off into the sky, the wind felt odd.  I can't explain what it felt like, I had to land because it was making my skin crawl.  Once I landed I felt like someone was watching me.  I kept walking in the direction I was flying.  Dungeons no problems, creepy eerie places like this, yeah not liking it very much.

"Daring."  I heard myself say.  But wait I didn't say my name.  I looked around me and saw nothing.  No one just dead trees, an endless sky and the black flesh like ground.  In the distance I saw a brown pony.  Somebody living finally.  I ran toward him, he was looking into a trench.  Except when I got there, it wasn't a trench it was a river.  I didn't even want to look, I never seen a dead body before and that was to much.  I threw up next to the guy.  The taste stained my tongue.

"Bah, hey dude, where are we?"  I asked the pony.  He was still looking at the river, didn't even hear me.  I went and touched his shoulder and my hoof went right through him, like he was a ghost.  I backed away a bit frightened of this.  I looked at the other end of the river, and I saw a purple that also was staring at the river.  "Hey can you hear me!"

"Your not in their story just yet.  You I liked, your hair and story, just interesting."  I heard a male say.  I looked around me and saw a black pony with a crimson fedora and tie.

"And you are?"  I asked in a snotty tone.

"I forgot you don't like taking shit from anyone.  I'm the one who brought you and the other two here.  Didn't mean too, just sorta happened."  He said looking to the sky.  There were allot of clouds in the air, all red like the color of blood.

"What the hell is that suppose to mean dammit."  I said getting angry.

"It means you were brought to a world of death and decay on accident.  Lets just hope the three of you can survive.  Such twist and turns, a story still yet to be written.  Sorta comical if you ask me.  But I do say the least I do feel bad for you."  He said looking towards the dark sky again.

"Who the hell are you?"  A gust of wind blew hat off of my head.  I went and snatched it and turned back to the guy.  He was gone, dammit how could somepony just disappear like that, there's no where to hide.

"Daring!"  I hear my own voice yell.  I looked around me, the other two ponies had diapered as well.  "Daring!"

"Who, who's there show yourself."  I gust of freezing rain hit my coat and face.  I ran in the first direction I saw.  I took off into the sky and there flying in the sky was me.  But this me was coated in blood and had pitch black eyes.  My wings locked up and I fell to the ground.  I shook off the pain and looked at the dark image of myself.

"Daring!"  The other me didn't move her mouth, but it was clear she screamed my name.  She had on an evil smile that chilled my blood.  She was covered in blood, her wings were torn and ruffled, but yet she was flying with them.  Her coat and mane were covered in blood it seemed.  When she landed her eyes stared at me paralyzing me.  I ran short on breath, her smile was giving me the creeps.  I wanted to get out of there but I couldn't move.  "Daring!"

"Gahhh!"  There was a loud high pitch screaming, it was like needles were stabbing my ear drums.  I fell to the ground holding my ears tight to my head with my hooves.  But that did nothing, the sound was as if it was in my head, making my head pound.  I forced myself to get to on my hooves and run, I ran in and direction with my eyes forced shut.  When I was able to open my eyes it was to see myself run into a dead lifeless tree.  I fell to the ground seeing double.  I looked up at the tree, and it was pulsing.  It was as if it had a heart and it was pounding like mine was.

"You crave it, adventure adrenaline.  Selfish is all you are Do.  Daring Do!"  That evil voice, my own voice.  I slowly turned around and there was the other me.  I just couldn't run away, no matter what it seemed it was there staring at me.  She held up her hoof and placed in on my neck.  It was like touching a cold dead corpse.  She was smiling at me, a smile that would scare a child for life.  The longer I stared the bigger the smile became.  Then I notice something coming out of her mouth.

"A pencil?"  I asked not sure what to think.  I was confused and scared at the same time.  A freezing wind blew into my face, sending a chill all over my body.  I stared at the other me's eyes, they were like black holes.  Lifeless and dead.  The ground below my hooves pulsed.

"Daring Do is scared."  That evil voice of mine said, yet the other me's mouth didn't move an inch.  She was right, I was scared, I have faced death many times before and got out alive with bravery and courage.  But now I was scared like a little child, I was as brave as a little filly in a dark room.  I could hear sound and they made my heart skip beats.  If there was anything I could change it would be that moment, the moment I realized I was in a story.  A horrible story that shows no happy ending.  I'm in a story, wish I would have known before it ended.  Maybe I could have stopped what happened.  Could I have changed anything.  Or was this story suppose to happen as it did, is there anything I could have done?  Darkness tainting a story, by a writer who has seen into the eyes of darkness it self.