...This isn't my bed.
Well, unless overnight my bed became warm and wet. But I A; don't recall drinking any alchohol- And B; I feel like I'm not even laying on a physical surface so I doubt I'm in my bed, or that I peed myself.
...Yes, that was my attempt at a joke. But seriously, I don't know where I am, and I'm highly unnerved by the fact I'm misplaced. I have to continue nonetheless, the sheer absurdity of my displacement is as abrupt to me as a swift punch to the face.
Preparing to peek open my eyes, I begin prepping myself for anything I might see, I nervously take a deep breath--!
BLEGH!
Ugh! There's some sort of thick liquid subtance filling my throat and nose! What's strange though, I can still breathe perfectly fine! It was such an odd sensation, to inhale liquid, but I'm choking at all!
"!"
'Huh?' I hear the sound of what seemed like faintly speaking voices off in the distance, I was unable to distinguish their gender, nor was I able to tell what they were saying. I attempt to focus my attention on what they were saying behind whatever glass wall they were behind.
"--Fully operational, Doctor Zefra. Shall I launch another diagonistic full body scan, or proceed with yet another attempt at animating the body?" Amazement came over me as I realized I was able to now hear what they were talking about, unsure how I was able to do it, I tried wracking my brain for any explanations, but I found none
that made any logical sense. "Doctor! It's remarkable! It's unlike anything I've ever seen! The brain seems to be actually showing signs of pattern recognition activity!" The voice speaking seems to be some form of artificial intelligence, though it sounded exactly like a woman.
"What!?" I heard a man's voice boom with astonishment. Am I dreaming?...
...I'm not able to tell, because my eyes are closed. So no futher prolonging opening them, I do so.
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11:51 PM, March 23'rd, year 20,100. World "665", Ceruelean Mountains. GE Labs Floor Z, Room 101.
I'm not quite sure what we've done...
I am Doctor Zefra Stein Barrenwanderer, I am a Zebra. I am no odinary Zebra, and today I am able to prove that with my very own eyes! I am one hundred percent alert! I sit in the dimly lit lab basement, my horror filled co-workers stare 12'o clock of me. We sit in an abnormally large underground facility. The room was as large as a foot ball field, filled with various futuristic esque equipment designed for a different range of experiments.
However, none of those tools are relavent. All of this, is nothing before the entity in front of me...
Before me, suspended in a body tank with green fluid appears to be a young filly. However, this isn't your average filly either, this tiny filly holds an aura about her that makes all the fur on my body stand up in a mixed surge of terror, excitment, and adrenaline rushing through me!
The filly is rather large for her age, long thin legs, a sleek snow white coat, no cutie mark. She has neither wings, nor a horn. Her mane however, actually vaguely resembled the Alicorn Goddessses's own with it's ethereal majestic flowing nature! Her mane is outlined by a dark foreboding aura that seems to radiate unknown energy, but it gives me the urge to get far away from this creature a possible! Her mane seems to some form of animated shadow!
Her eyes...
Her pupils and iris, a bright haunting neon white... Her scaleras, an omnious obsidian black.
!
My heart skips a beat, my breath hitching as I realize the unnatrual creature's eyes are locked directly on mines, it's mouth drawn into a thin line... I could not bring myself to look away from the seemingly impossible entity's horrorfiying gaze. The thing about Science Fiction, is that at the end of the day it'd always been dismissed as exactly that; Fiction. That we actually managed to animate this creature, let alone it have coherent thought is amazing! But...
...What did we just awaken from slumber?
I can see the cold indifference in it's eyes, this creature is nothing similiar to any of us besides appearing to be an Equestrian, but we'd theorized it could be anything from our research. We fear not only for our lives, but for all life. For years, we'd attempted to understand this creature! Dissecting it never worked, not even LASERS could cut, or burn the skin of the equine life form. With our very generous funding for our research, we'd thought we could find something, anything at all to understand this creature! Nothing can pierce it, cut it, burn it, or damage the entity in our tools!
The only way we could manage to get any form of data on this creature was running x-rays, and using neural devices to capture internal brain activity, and even the results never turn out quite right. Nothing about this foal seemed natural, it almost appeared to be completely indestructable! This is not only alarming, but equally astonoshing! We've come to the conclusion that this life form is-- as skeptical as we've tried to remain(first rule of any mind blowing discovery of anything we can't explain, it's not aliens. It's never aliens)-- is an extraterrestrial life form from the far reaches of the universe beyond.
"Doctor Zefra! This is no time to be spacing out! Project Omni is alert!" I snap my attention to the monitor, where my artificial assistant warned me of my error--
--
Blinking, I am suddenly aware of myself. Yes, that's right. Suddenly. No clue where I was before hand.
I stil have no idea how I got here. This room is an absolute mess, I would say objects are scattered across the floor, but honestly it's more like scraps were torn and tosssed hapazardly. I really am in no position to speak about messes however, as I'm not exactly the tidiest individual. The darkness is illuminated by the occassional spark of electric from the severed wires that ran along the walls. There seems to be no other form of lighting in the room other than the occasional spark.
Absently mindedly, I step over a pile of scrap metal poles with wires jutting out the edge with a resounding clop.
Clop? I glance around for a possible lead on the mysterious noise. I gave a tiny shrug of confusion, sweeping my gaze over the empty eerie room.
Strolling the opposite direction, which was coincidently the direction of nearest door I silently stalk over the pieces of the broken floor, walking about 11' feet before I came to the entrance and or exit. Glancing upwardly towards the large door frame, I take a step forward, I place my hand on the--
...
Um... Wat?
My blood chills as I'm greeted by a snow white appendage in the place of my hand, a roundish marshmellow like nub with no digits attached. Shakily, I raise what SHOULD be my other hand, but to my immense displeasure(and rising horror) I only recieved a duplicate marshmellow nub for my troubles. My eyes rolled downward, slowly they began to widen with disbelief as I'd found a smooth round chest with a twin pair of equally snow white thighs with identical nubs.
Oh god my hands! My opposable thumbs! Billions of years climbing the evolution scale, reduced to ashes between... Between...
'What?' I struggle to cope with reality, resetting my thoughts to understand what's happening, but I found no clarity as I oggled where my hands should be located at these soft... THINGS! This can't be happening! I've seen a lot of paranormal things, but I've never been directly affected by anything besides the occasional spirit! I glared at my nubs, as if hoping that if I stared at them long enough they would transform back magically(for all I know, this can actually happen so it's worth the shot).
...
After a moment of pause and studying them, I confirm that these nubs are one hundred percent mines and no amount of malicious staring would in fact not bring my hands back to this plain of reality. 'Error, brain shutting down... Launching repair.exe...' I silently joke to myself, hoping to ease my nerves.