Why we stayed

by Nightlist

Memory: Introduction

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Author's Note

All memory chapters going forward will be from Toxic's PoV.


Memory: Introduction

Something hits me on the back of the head, and I black out. I wake up Celestia knows how long later, in a small room. Immediately, I start to feel nervous. Almost all Pegasi are at least slightly claustrophobic, probably because we're so used to wide open spaces. I look around the room, trying to gather my surroundings.

The walls are a simple gray color, nearly the same color as my coat, but a little darker. There are what look like speakers in each of the ceiling corners, but other than that, there's nothing else in the room. Well, besides me of course. All of a sudden, feedback screeches through the speakers. I wince and instinctually fold my ears back to try and muffle the sound.

"Good morning Toxic," A polite voice sounds through the speakers. "I must say, I'm impressed. It usually takes another hour before they wake up."

"Who-" I begin, but my voice is rough and scratchy. I try again. "Who are you? Where am I?" The voice chuckles darkly.

"Why, Toxic dear, this will be your new home until you decide to work for us willingly." The voice says, as waves of confusion wash over me. A click sounds, before a holographic screen expands in front of me.

"And this is why it will take time for you to work here willingly. We don't let ponies outside the Factory know what we do for a reason." I'm about to ask what the voice means, but a video starts to play.