This Old House

by Undyne Devotion

Rating: teen
Tags: Twilight Sparkle (EqG), Midnight Sparkle, Human, Dark, Equestria Girls, Mystery, Sunset Shimmer, Horror, Main 7 (EqG)
Length: 6411

Twilight finds that she is unable to leave her house, as the days pass by she must learn to break the silence or become a victim of it.

Twilight finds that she is unable to leave her house, as the days pass by she must learn to break the silence or become a victim of it.

Every new day bringing forth a key to her escape, though only those not watching through the rose colored lens may spot it.

Art By WubCakeva

Published 2018-08-30 22:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-09-05 22:28:26 UTC

Open House.

I could barely catch my breath feeling a sense of falling, all around me a pitch black abyss that never seemed to end. I was numb from head to toe, unable to even lift a finger or keep my eyes open. I was running out of oxygen as my lungs began to burn, the world of darkness spinning faster.

My violet eyes sprung to life with a gasp for air, the cold numb feeling of breaking a water’s surface spreading across my body. In this case it was a cold sweat my pastel pink pajamas drenched, the sunlight of the world entering into my room enchantingly.

I was quick to slump out of my light purple sheets, wobbling over to the window and gazing through the looking glass. The sight of people working upon their lawns catching my eye, a young girl my age smiling as she watered a bed of roses.

I could just huff gently into the air around me, slender hand clutching the dark umbra curtain to my left before shutting the light off from the room. A calming cool shadow entering the small space, a smile forming across my lips enjoying the nice icy reprieve.

I swayed hips in place walking towards my closet door, flinging it open as I slid out a lovely pastel blue sweater from within. A cute plaid skirt off in the corner catching my eye before grabbing it, closing the wooden frame as I was quick to dress for the morning ahead.

Walking downstairs with a brush in my hand, I softly stroked out a few tangles and messy locks of violet hair. Placing the small pink grooming item down upon a dresser as I made it to the lower floors, eyes gazing upward to the right of the room spotting a sleek silver camera watching me.

I batted long dark lashes in confusion, I had never noticed a camera here before. My lips pursing into a small frown taking a few steps back, perhaps my parents had just installed a new security system I told myself calmly.

Shrugging off the sense of being watched I made my way into the empty kitchen, the curtains slid wide open letting nauseating amounts of light to pour into the room. I slowly held a finger to my temple in a growing headache, quick to close each umbra curtain as the room took on a far more dim decor.

The whole house was silent as if the noise of the outside world didn’t exist, my eyes keeping a lookout for any sign that my parents were still here. Yet I could not find a stain nor a mess indicating so, the kitchen was stale and cold like that of an operating room.

A shiver running down my spine caused my heart to race within my chest, fighting back a sense of being dizzy and out of place. I shuffled over to a nearby cabinet and swung it open, greeted by emptiness not a speck or morsel in sight.

“Mom!” I yelled out through the house, my voice echoing around myself eerily.

“Dad?!” I gave a louder scream into the air, my voice cracking in slight fear as not a single reply was given.

My hands were becoming numb once more as I started to rub them together, the fingertips tingling with a growing sense of dread in my soul. I didn’t want to suffer a panic attack, I had to make it outside into the sun once more.

Perhaps even visit my friends, they had a knack for helping me stay calm when I was on the edge. I swiftly darted across the kitchen and out into the hall, sliding on my pair of heels with ease before rushing to the front door.

I would give it a strong twist to the side and pull, yet to my horror the frame did not budge at all from the closed position. My palms were growing sweaty as I gave it another strong tug, the door refusing to budge an inch as it felt to be sealed shut.

I could feel the air slowly draining from my lungs once more, a small gasp escaping my lips as I wobbled weakly towards a window in the living room. My body trembling softly as I did my best to fight off panic, fingertips firmly under the window sill as I pushed upward.

Not an inch was given, the window sealed air tight as I could see the world rushing about before me. Yet to my horror could not hear a thing, not the birds singing above or the laughter of friends chatting.

“He….help!” I slammed my hands hard against the glass in terror, the words weak and trembling as I could feel myself gasping for air.

Feet shuffling across the floor in a full blown panic I could feel the world spin again, easily tripping in front of the door as I clashed to the ground below. I winced in pain as my knees caught the fall, legs aching as I curled up into a tiny ball in front of the oak frame for protection.

I was trapped inside my home with no way out, my hands shaking beyond control as I reached up to my purse on the empty mail table beside the door. Almost unable to control myself, I fumbled my cell out of the bag before dialing Sunset for help.

“Sunny! I...I need help! I...I...can’t breathe.” I whimpered pathetically into the cell, praying with all my heart she could hear me.

“Hello!, I’m not in right now, so please leave a message!” Her sweet cheery voice spoke across the phone as my heart sank in my chest.

I was quick to flick on my internet from my phone, scrolling down my address book with shivering hands. Clicking on Sunset and typing out a message for help, nay a plea for anyone to answer.

‘Help! Can’t breathe, locked in house...so alone.’

‘Message could not be sent.’

‘Sunny!’

‘Message could not be sent.’

‘ANYONE HELP!’

‘No one cares, message will not be read.’

My eyes grew wide in horror as my phone swiftly shut off afterwards, the battery plummeting from full power to zero within seconds. I gave the cell a firm toss across the living room, the sound of it shattering against the floor echoing in my ears.

“Help! Please someone help…” I shut my eyes tightly my heart racing wildly in my chest, my head feeling so light as I did my best to calm my nerves.

My vision felt blurry as my chest became tight, I took in a large inhale of air before everything seemed to float upward towards the ceiling. Eyes slowly closing as I slumped to my side, cheek smashing into the floor with a loud thud before all would go black.

‘Knock-knock!’

The door was echoing loudly as I could feel my eyes drift open, my ears ringing while I felt so numb and cold. Gazing up to the wooden frame in a lost manner, I had no idea how much time had passed. The once bright light outside the window seemed dim now, still showering the world in warmth yet felt distant.

Perhaps it was afternoon already?

‘Knock-knock!’

My eyes would shoot wide open as the knock echoed again, my body filled with a sense of relief as I pulled myself up to wobbly legs. Grasping the knob tight and twisting it with no sign of it opening, I could just groan and peek into the peephole to the outside.

Pinkie Pie was bouncing in place on my doorstep, her bright blue eyes full of laughter and joy of the world. Dressed in a small pink off the shoulder top with a matching mini skirt, her hair decorated in cute new clip ons of sweets and cakes.

“Pinkie!?” I gave a scream as loud as I could, grasping at the door with hope filling my frame.

“Twily!?” She gave a reply with a sweet head tilt, gazing directly towards me in confusion.

“Pinkie, you can hear me!?” I felt my soul lift towards the heavens, a smile forming back upon my lips with glee.

“Twily, you home!?” Pinkie spoke up with a soft pout, slender fist adding a few more knocks to the door.

Each knock causing my soul to shatter a little bit more, tears quickly filling my eyes as I rushed upstairs in defeat. The knocking mocking me with its sound as it wafted across the house, I swung the door to my room open sobbing uncontrollably.

My eyes stung with tears as I fell onto my bed, hiding away my face into a nearby pillow. Glasses smeared with clear tears as I felt so alone, body quivering while my mind raced with thoughts of never seeing my friends again.

Cheeks stained with fresh tears I gazed to the corner of my room, a sleek camera focused upon me as I could feel my face burn a bright red. Where did these things come from, why were they watching me?

“Leave me alone!” I gave a shrill scream, almost choking upon a swollen lump in my throat hand clutching a pillow and tossing it to the camera.

It would only blink a soft crimson hue, a sense of silence filling the room as I could only weep. My tears drenching the pillow underneath my face, I wanted to just go home and be safe among family.

This horrible place was a faux sanctuary, a living instrument of horror.

My nightmare.

Hunger Games.

I was cried out within a few hours, my face a total mess soaked in tears. Eyes bloodshot while dark black bags were forming under each violet hue, the sun outside was fading fast my room starting to become a dull grey.

I slowly curled into a small ball on my bed, my stomach rumbling loudly as I felt so hungry for a bite to eat. Body becoming weak from not moving, muscles cramping as my mouth felt so dry. I slowly lifted myself to my feet, glasses sliding down the bridge of my nose weakly.

I might not have food here though water was aplenty, I slumped off the bed and weakly made my way downstairs towards the darkening kitchen. Entering inside as my delicate fingers flicked the lightswitch, a dull click overhead and I gasped aloud the light not powering on.

Heart sinking deeply into my chest, this day was getting better all the time. I was swift on my feet, heels clicking the floor in an eerie echo as I swiped up a glass off the counter. Pouring crystalline H2O into the glass, watching with a lick of my lips as it cascaded in small waves behind the cup.

The glass a nice chill temperature while I flicked off the sink, lifting the cool refreshing water to my lips and chugging it down with a sense of enjoyment. The water so crisp and welcoming, the flow of its life giving nourishment ebbing its way across my body.

I lowered the glass away from my lips with a soft sigh, eyes drifting off into a dreamy state as this had to be the best cup of water I ever tasted. Eyes falling to the dimly lit table before me, a small plate of freshly baked cookies atop it with a lovely scent of chocolate chips wafting into the air.

“Cookies?” I gave a weak gasp, rushing over and placing the glass down.

‘To My Bestie! ~ Love,Pinkie.’ A pastel pink card was taped to the plate with care.

“Pinkie was inside?” I spoke in a shocked tone, eyes quickly scanning the room for a point of escape yet finding nothing.

The growing darkness around me was offset by the wonderful aroma of my friends baking, I quickly grabbed a handful of warm gooey sweets before lifting one to my lips with joy.

The bite was like none other, her baking was beyond amazing. The sweet chocolate chips melting into my mouth like butter, eyes rolling back slightly as I let a small moan escape. Taking a second cookie I was quick to gobble it up as well, my lips forming into a sweet smile as I stood in the dark enjoying a treat.

My hand extended for a third as I chewed happily on the second, when suddenly a claw like hand smashed upon the sweets. Cookie crumbs exploded upon the floor wildly as I swallowed a chunk prematurely, the food within my mouth becoming lodged in my throat from fear.

I quickly grabbed for the glass of water with quivering hands, my lungs aching for a sense of air and relief. Chugging the water as quick as possible to dislodge the cursed cookie, eyes only able to watch a sickly thin creature lift out of the darkness and onto the table in horror.

The creature was rail thin with pastel colored violet skin, that was closer to a pale white than anything else. Her frame sunken inward as ribs and bone poked out from under the skin, long withered hair cascading down her backside. Face the most frightening of all, a huge slit open mouth from ear to ear.

Razor sharp teeth lining the jaw of the creature wickedly oozing with foul yellow drool, no eyes to be seen just pale skin covering the top of its face. It towered over me like a mountain, bones creaking disgustingly as it seemed to sit in a spider like position.

“Miiiiiine!” It gave a loud howl into the pitch black kitchen, the cookie within my throat pushing downward as I gave a loud terrified gasp.

“MIIIIINE!” She snapped jaws at me as I screamed at the top of my lungs, dodging the row of teeth and falling to the floor with a thud.

The whole world was pitch black, I could barely see anything in front of me good or bad. I could care less though as I swiftly crawled across the floor, a claw of a hand swiping and missing my hair as I darted for the kitchen exit.

“MMMMMIIIIINNNNEEE…” It would gurgle in pain, stuffing its sickly jaws with the whole plate of cookies gnawing and devouring the glass plate and all.

I was trembling in horror as I dashed upward on my knees, climbing the stairs towards my room missing a few steps on my hands and sliding back down a bit. Gazing behind with another scream of terror, the outline of the monster quickly spider walking up after me snapping large jaws.

I felt like vomiting as I slung to my knees and dashed ahead blindly, the feeling of teeth clamping down on my heels sending a shiver down my spine. I was in pain and fear pouncing ahead like a cat, reaching the top before sliding across the floor wildly.

My body skidding across the wooden base of the floor, as I flung myself into my room and slammed the door shut. Hands barely able to click the lock into place, a huge crash upon the door sending me flying back in pain.

“yOu LeT mE oUt…”

My heart was racing within my chest like a wildfire, body aching as if hit by a speeding truck. Sickly groans echoing behind the door frame, the sound of claws scratching down the door filling my ears.

“wHaT iS tHiS aLl AbOuT?” The sound of a weak body being drug down the hall, eerily filled the silence around me as I could feel a darkness lift from my shoulders.

I merely sat alone in the darkness, my belly aching for something more. Though ignoring it I was able to slide onto my side, curling into a fetal position on my floor as I waited for the grace of light to return.

The warm glow of the camera watching me in the abyss, a crimson blinking of light guiding me slowly to sleep.

Mind full of terror, body becoming weak.

Letting The Days Go By...

It has been a few days since that night occured, the sickly noises of the pale one dying off over time. I stood beside the window in my room, the light of the world burning my eyes as the sun basked all in a warm embrace. My clothes never changed from the day this had begun, a odd stench wafting from my body tickling my nose.

I knew I should take a shower soon, yet didn’t feel a sudden urgency to do so. The house was always silent, sapping away my willpower each passing second I was inside. My eyes watching the people pass by outside, Derpy walking a pack of dogs with massively tangled leashes.

Bon-bon and Lyra giggling aloud with happiness as they chatted while walking, each passing the other sly winks and gentle hand caresses. The sun beating down upon my skull like a hammer from above, I clutched the umbra curtain in my hand before closing myself off once more.

With a slight skip in my step, I made my way back down the stairway in record time. Dashing into the kitchen with a loud pop of my lips, a odd thing happening after I had that run in with the pale creature.

Tossing open the shelves I brought the sight of various types of food into view, turns out the day after my scare I was stocked to the brim with food. Which I guess would be a blessing if I had to bet on it, looking over my selection and grabbing a tiny bag of chips.

But just to be safe I needed to not eat much, just a few bites here and there. Anything bigger might bring that monster back to me, softly pulling the bag open grabbing a delicate chip and snacking on it slowly.

After the nibble I decided to do what I did for the past few days, I walked over to the door and began to slide down the frame to wait. Unsure for what I was waiting for, but I felt myself land on the floor with a thud to begin anyways.

The only sound in the house being a soft hum of a camera, my eyes gazing high to the right corner of the living room locking on it sternly. The warm red glow of the blinking light, keeping me company when I felt as if all was lost.

“I hope you are having a nice day.” I flashed a smile to the camera, lifting up slender fingers in a playful fashion before waving with them.

A lock of tangled hair falling in front of my vision, eyes rolling before I gave a soft huff and blowing it back to the side of my face. A gentle knocking echoing from above me suddenly, eyes glancing up towards the knob deflated.

“Who is it?” I gave a sly smile and bounced up to my bare feet, gazing into the peephole for entertainment if anything.

Pinkie stood outside my doorstep in a small pastel blue summer dress and heels, Rarity in a pure rose colored dress arching her hips to the side beside her. Lovely violet hair in a cascading waterfall fashion, the sun basking the young fashionista in a glowing light.

“See? I told you she’s not home.” Pinkie spoke in a bubbly tone of voice her head tilting off to the side cutely.

“I’m not buying it darling, Twilight dear if you are here would you please open up?” Rarity gently placed a hand atop the door frame.

I gently doing the same from within, matching my hand next to her own. Praying for a sense of connection to form or at least allow me to feel someone else for a second, Rarity pursing her lips into a small frown outside.

“I can guess why she won’t open up…”

“Sick?” Pinkie gave a slight smile.

“Yeah, in the head! Have you seen how she carries herself?” Rarity spoke with a sneer, Pinkie just giggling aloud.

“You mean all frumpy and dumpy?”

“More like trash, I’d stay inside too.” Rarity flaunted a hand towards her friend, both girls sharing another laugh as they walked down the steps.

I stood in shock at what just happened, my hand lowering away from the door as I could feel myself backing away towards the hall. Gasping in shock as my back suddenly hit the wall, heart racing I gazed down to my filthy clothes in regret.

I never knew they felt that way, I tried my best to dress up more in style. Yet I always knew I was falling short of something special, looking over my hands each stained in a soft layer of dirt causing me to cringe.

“I’m disgusting…” I clutched my hands tightly before holding back a wave of tears, hearing a sudden creak of a door behind me.

Eyes watching the door to the basement swing open softly, my head tilting to the side in confusion. Slumping over I made my way to the opening, gazing down the wicked staircase into the abyss below. All that was down there was darkness and the laundry room, I began to walk away feeling a odd sense of dread from within.

‘Ding-ding-do-dum-dee.’

My phone rang out from the nothingness below, I couldn’t understand how that was possible because I smashed it to pieces days ago.Yet another loud chirp of the ring tone welcomed me to the basement, I collected my courage with a soft exhale as I slowly made my way down.

Half expecting the door to slam shut behind me like in a horror movie, only to find that moment never happened. I was down in the basement rather quickly, gazing upward above noticing it wasn’t as far down as I had made it out to be.

My phone on top of the washer ringing loudly, I swiped the cell on as I clutched it in my hand. No calls had been made recently, though the ringing was brought forth by a few new text messages.

Clicking on the screen a pale blue light embraced my small frame, Sunset had texted me a few questions to my surprise. My eyes locking on the smiling photo of her and I on screen, clicking the text to read it within a matter of seconds.

‘Miss you at school, how have you been?’

‘Please text back, I’m worried.’

‘Feeling sick? Pinkie said you might be sick.’

I could feel my hand quivering as I started to text back, my mind ablaze with the question if I could even chat with her?

‘I’m...scared.’

I sent the simple reply with a sharp inhale, holding it as long as I could waiting for a response. My phone flashing to life suddenly, my eyes wide in surprise at this twist of fate.

‘Why scared?’

‘You can read this?’

‘Uhhh...yeah?’

‘I need help! Please send someone to open my house!’

‘Need what? It’s all scrambled…’

‘I miss you…’

‘I do too, want me to visit?’

‘Yes...please.’

‘Twily?’

‘Sunny?’

‘Hello?’

‘Text window closed’

My heart sinking in my chest as the phone suddenly began to shut down, I could feel my friend slipping away once more. Holding the cell close to my heart as I slid down the washer, tears rolling down my cheeks slowly.

I wanted to laugh, but needed to scream.

Yet all I could do was cry.

Sink or Swim.

I must’ve dozed off in the basement, the whole world was black once more. Cold careless abyss inching over my body at a leisurely pace, my muscles tense and my chest tight as I could make out nothing in the world around me.

The phone gone from my grasp, a part of me wondering if it was there at all? I could hear an odd thud from upstairs, the darkness was calling to me again as if mocking me with faux hope. I was scared to see what horror the abyss had in store, yet with a weary heart I forced myself to my feet before limping towards the steps.

Hands against the wall gently caressing the cool brick outline, I took slow steps upwards using the wall as a prop to not fall down the stairs in a bone shattering crash. Each step felt as if I were walking through wet cement, each step feeling as if it were sapping the air from my lungs.

The house was pitch black as I entered the hallway again, the eerie creak of the door behind me coming to a close. This darkness was thicker and far more heavier, the whole world feeling as if it had more gravity. I could just slump over defeated, slowly dragging my legs across the house towards the kitchen.

Poking my head inside my mind was a haze of emotions, my body being pulled downward lower and lower. Eyes gazing to a figure sitting at the table in reflection, she wasn’t ‘The Pale One’ she seemed far more less human. I could not make out her face covered in shadows, nor could I see her body completely.

She was simply ‘Hollow’ in detail, missing pieces from herself that would make her complete. I just stood against the wall watching in awe, her slender hand pointing behind me in a unbroken silence. I spun around to find the world falling away under my feet, I was falling backwards as if thrown out of a plane.

I wanted to scream but could not afford to do so, my body so weak and helpless as I hit the floor like a ton of bricks. Eyes making out the sofa in the living room, had I been flung a few feet away into this area? I whimpered in pain the gravity much worse, I couldn’t lift my head nor even twitch my fingers.

I was being crushed into place upon the floor, I was being compressed and crunched like a bug among heartless humans. Eyes darting up to the sofa in front of me as wicked dark violet heels clicked on the floor beside me, a figure of the night crossing long slender legs in a smug fashion.

She was ‘Midnight’ itself, wearing a flowing wispy dress of shadows that seemed to ebb in and out of reality. Skin a darker violet hue that was flawless and that of perfection, she wore glasses of hellish flames while lovely violet umbra hair was lifted into a seductive style. She seemed familiar yet distant, she was I but not me. The doppelganger casting soulless icy eyes upon me in disappointment, lips pursed in anger as she searched for the perfect words to speak.

“Pathetic.”

“Hideous.”

“You seem so helpless, yet desire no aide?” She flaunted a delicate hand towards the front door, it swung open as an icy chill cascaded into the room.

Eyes widening in shock as my exit was mere feet away, I needed to lift my body off the floor. Out of the darkness and leave this place, yet every inch of my body was that of a thousand pounds.

“Weak.”

“Lift off the floor girl, the door is open.” She slowly kneeled down beside me in a curious gaze, watching in delight as I failed to lift even an inch off the floor.

“Of course you can’t, you need others to carry you. You fail at being strong because you’ve never lifted, you’ve never broke free of the chains holding you down.”

I could feel the air being painfully pulled from my lungs, my body being crushed under the immense pressure of the night. Shadows drowning me in a shallow wave of despair, the open door before mocking with pale blue moonlight.

“They are gone now, sink or swim.” Midnight lifted upward with ease watching from the shadows as I let a groan of pain escape my lips.

“They can’t hear you, only you can save yourself”

My body suddenly gave way to the pressure around me, bones cracking loudly as I screamed in pain. My body was sinking into the wooden floor, I could gasp in horror as my cheek seemed to sink inside. My skin was becoming wooden and cold, my body flattening as the bones within were shattering.

“Sink, I see?” Midnight shook her head side to side, the front door slamming shut as it locked tight.

I could only moan in agony, my skin melting off the bones into the floor. My skeleton becoming nothing, my body hollowing out in a sickly gurgle of pain. Midnight lifting a sharp heel onto the back of my head, pressing down swiftly as I was soon being devoured by the shadows.

Crushed under her heel, like the disgusting bug I’ve become.

A horrible crunch of my skull inward, I found myself pulled into the abyss. I was floating in a icy prison with no escape, I desired to find the end yet could not find the will to search it out.

I was lost in this nightmare, the red glowing hue in the abyss watching. Humming aloud with an unblinking gaze, cradling me back down to earth where it would bask me in hellish light.

Morning would soon be here, the cameras around me...

Always watching, always watching.

Data Log.#1.

They could see it, the filth on display…

The black and white screen of the camera watched the young girl inside the bedroom alone, she sat at the nearby study table around three in the morning and never budged. The sun was filling the room with light of a new day, basking her in its warmth around seven in the morning.

Slumped over in a crooked position, eyes blankly gazing down to the wooden frame below her. The door to her room swinging open gently, her gaze lifting up to watch it in silence wearing week old clothing.

The door simply easing back to the closed status after a few minutes, the young girl opening the drawer to her desk and searching inside. Removing a large pair of metal scissors from within, opening them wide with a razor sharp slice through the air.

The world would tremble when I walked, the world would grow louder when I talked....

The camera screen switched to the steam filled shower at seven-thirty, the young girl drenched in scalding hot water. Never flinching as the view was being covered by steam, the girl tracing a delicate hand down the side of the shower wall in deep thought.

A new set of oversized clothes set upon the sink counter, a wool beige sweater, a grey skirt stretching beyond the knee and no accessories.

Eyes would follow as I burn, mocking laughter makes me yearn…

By nine the girl was inside her room again, dressed in clothes twice her size. Eyes gazing through a scrapbook of many pictures, a large plate of toast, bacon and eggs pushed off to the top corner of her desk.

Her violet eyes gazed to a group photo of a small fashion show, lifting up a large black marker she X’d out a young girl to the far corner. Quickly drawing stars around a female with flowing violet hair and flawless white skin, flipping then to a photo of a bake sale.

Drawing black X’s across nobody in the background, drawing stars around a large pink cake that seemed to be carried in by someone hidden in the back. Flipping the page to a photo of nothing special, lifting up the pair of scissors from her side and soon shredding the page to pieces.

You let me know, so just let me go....

Seven P.M the lights are out over the whole house, the young woman slowly enters the kitchen her hair a wild mess. Walking in a daze she positions herself in front of the fridge, slumped over in the darkness staring blankly.

The light flashes on suddenly her head flicking to the doorway in surprise, the fridge door creaking open slowly before her. She shakes her head in a negative fashion, hand clutching the door and slamming it.

The fridge door softly opening up again, the girl backing up with a look of horror. Quickly dashing to the door and slamming it as hard as she can, items atop the fridge crashing down upon the floor before she darts off.

The fridge door ajar and creaking open as the lights flicker off, pale light enters the room for a few minutes. The black and white screen flickering on and off, a pale crooked hand extending from within the fridge clutching the side of the door and clicking it shut.

Strength In Kindness.

The outside world was nothing but bleak skies and rolling mist, the sun baking all below in a horrible burning light. I watched as Derpy walked a mutt on a leash, when it slowed down her boot gave it a swift kick to the ribs. Lyra sitting alone on a nearby bench crying, her once close friend nowhere to be seen.

Scorching light bouncing into my eyes with a horrible burn, hands clutching the umbra curtains in annoyance before sliding them shut. The room once more a dark icy oasis, eyes gazing around my room in disgust from the mess before me.

Clothes scattered across the floor haphazardly, the walls smeared with an odd black substance, study table covered in torn paper and a day old plate of food. Even my bed was a mess, the sheets far past their expiration date with a foul stench.

My eyes bloodshot as I gave a quick glance into my vanity, seeing nothing but a ‘Hollow’ mess before me. Trudging downstairs begrudgingly in a huff I made my way into the forsaken kitchen, swinging open the fridge door and taking a single slice of apple for breakfast.

Gnawing on the sour fruit I could hear a sudden knock at the door, walking out of the area and into the living room. The front door smeared with various colored lipsticks, large letters spread across the wooden frame.

‘ LEWD AF’

R-1.
B-2.
G-3.
Y-4.
P-5.
V-6.

Ignoring the nonsense I was quick to gaze into the peephole, delicate pink hair stretched down the young girl's backside as her pale blue eyes watched the door in silence. Her yellow skin was glowing vibrantly, wearing a pair of small blue shorts and an off the shoulder yellow blouse.

“Twilight?, please let me inside.” Fluttershy gave a worried sigh aloud, placing a delicate hand upon the door with a bite to her lower lip.

“I CAN’T!” I gave a loud scream aloud through the empty house, knowing it was futile to even try and communicate.

“I know you think it’s impossible, but you have to open the door...it’s the only way for us to get inside.” Fluttershy slowly turned away her backside sliding down the wooden frame.

“I...I…”

“I’m scared too Twilight, but if we stick close then nothing can break us.” Fluttershy gave a soft huff aloud, fighting back tears from cascading down her cheeks.

My mind felt numb as always, yet watching my friend cry for me was causing an odd sense of power to grow within. My hands clutched the knob tightly as I gave it a strong firm twist, the door refusing to budge as I bit down on my lip roughly.

“Open the door.”

“I’m trying…" I gave a loud yelp in pain, hand feeling strained as I continued to place pressure on the knob strength being drained from my body.

“I believe in you!” Fluttershy held back tears,placing a cheek upon the door softly.

I gave a loud scream in pain, hand starting to bleed from twisting the knob. Face a bright red as I felt flushed of power, my heart racing in my chest as the door seemed to be moving outward barely.

“ThE gIrL lIfTeD tHe SuN fOr A wHiLe…”

I could feel a shiver run down my backside in sheer terror, eyes slowly gazing behind me in silence. Crawling on it’s backside like a spider out of the kitchen, ‘The Pale One’ drug itself into the open gurgling sickly.

“HoLdInG iT sHe WaLkEd MaNy A mIlE…”

I could feel tears running down my own cheeks as my heart was shattering into pieces, the room growing so cold as I pulled with all my might needing to escape now while the door was moving.

“CrUsHiNg HeR sHe CoUld NeVeR fOrCe A sMiLe…”

The monster was now at my backside, bones cracking and snapping into place as it lifted upward to its feet. My whole body shivering in place, a sickly icy hand extending towards my shoulder.

“UnTiL sHe WaS dEaD iNsIdE rEaDy To JoIn ThE pIlE!”

Her hand was ready to clutch down on my shoulder, those oozing jaws ready to strike down and devour me whole. I gave a loud scream and let loose the knob, pouncing out of the way swiftly as a clawed hand slashed a gash down the door.

“...” It turned a blind face towards me, mouth stretching wider and wider as drool splashed down to the floor with a horrible foul stench.

“What do you want!?” I screamed crawling on my hands backwards towards the stairs.

The head of the monster snapping into my direction with a loud pop, the whole body of the creature freezing in place.

“Stay a while, join the pile.” This creature spoke clearly in my voice sweetly.

Within a flash its back arching backwards in a complete ‘U’ shape, returning to a spider like form before dashing at me with snapping jaws wildly. I gave a scream as it seemed to phase towards me at impossible speeds, I tried to lift up to my feet and dash upstairs only to be tripped with ease.

I felt frozen in place as this monster pounced onto me, bony hands clutching onto my throat and choking me roughly. I was gasping for air being pinned to the floor like a child, the beast wickedly shaking me as if I were a doll.

The world was spinning out of control, my vision was failng fast as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Glancing to my side in horror spotting a ‘Hollow’ girl in the hallway, lifting a slender finger over her lips.

“Shhhh.”

Was the last thing I heard, the world fading to black.

Everything going silent.