Happy Times Circus

Chapters

The Dream
Step Right Up, Don't Be Shy...
House by House
Balloons....They all Float Down Here
A Plea for Help
Fluttershy's Nightmare
Friendship Kept Us Alive
Inside The Clown Realm
Clowns of the Corn
Skyscaper of Illusions
The Missing Link
The Fair Grounds
A Royal Greeting To Our Escort Back Home
Author's Note
The Pit of Bottomless Evil

The Dream

My heart was racing while all six of chased after Pinkie Pie, as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Dont let him hurt me! OH CELESTIA! Please! Make the voices stop!"

She screamed, while she covered her ears with her two front hooves. Old, abandoned brick buildings that rotted with age surrounded us as we chased after her, from both sides of the street. She ran into a tent in the middle block of a forgotten town. The tent was colored with classic circus stripes that were faded with age. A green portal sucked in Pinkie, as we all halted in front of the tent. The ground started to rumble and vibrate. An unknown multi colored rainbow fluid leaked all over the place, spewing from the ground. A widening gap with this strange fluid appeared before us, as we all stared in shock. A brown, crusty hand reached out from the ground and dragged me into the fluid......when....

I woke up in a cold sweat, with my heart pounding until it felt like it was going to escape out of my chest. I peered over to Fluttershy, who was vastly still asleep next to me.

"Uhhh....Thank god it was just a dream." I told myself as I slid out of bed. I looked over to the alarm clock near Fluttershy's dashboard. 4:15 AM....Shit, work was within a few hours from now. I walked down into the kitchen and reached into the fridge for a bottle of water. I poured myself a glass while sitting at the kitchen table. A gazing moonlight beamed though the window....As I rested my head on the table, finally drifting into a deep sleep again.

It was now morning, as Fluttershy came down in her bath robe to pat me on the back. The rising sun rays struck me on the back of my head.

"Wake up, sweetie...It's almost time for the both of us to go to work." Fluttershy gently said to me.

"What time is it Flutters?" I pecked her on the cheek as she blushed in response.

"Um...it's 6:20 AM, we gotta go to work at 7:30 dear....Why wern't you in bed this morning?" She asked curiously.

"Oh....just the same reoccuring nightmares I've had about Pinkie lately...." I told her. She looked startled for my well being, since I told her about the nightmares that have been recently occuring lately.

"Oh dear...the nightmares about Pinkie....are you still having those whispers in your dreams lately too?" She asked in concern, as my droopy eyes were finally adjusting to the light in the enviroment. Yeah...the whispering ever since that living nightmare we've all experienced....never left me. As a matter of fact, the whispers now evolved into an audiable language that spoke to me almost every night now.

The voice would say over and over "They float, float, float, float......BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" In a continuous looped fashion. We all had to get psychiatric help after the events of Unloved, but we all made a sucessful recovery....Well, at least we thought. The doctors suggested for me on how to cope with the past...was to write and publish my own book about the events of Unloved. It did ultimately help my well being in the end, but the only living soul I've told about the reoccuring nightmares, was Fluttershy. She would always confort me since in the aftermath.

I became a huge celebrity in Ponyville and thoughout all of Equestria. The Cutie Mark Crusaders would bug me for an autograph every time I traveled into town for groceries. Lyra and a few other ladies would chase after me, as Fluttershy gave them the 'stare'. They would quickly scurry away after that. I finally achieved my dream of having my own gym, which was maintained by own staff and crew. A mixture of ponies and humans operated the gym 24/7 almost all year around.

Iron will would run workout seminars in strength and motivation. Fluttershy ran daycare for the fillies and foals. She would babysit any children, who's parents would take off for the day. I was the fulltime manager and CEO, while I hired Rainbow Dash as part time manager whenever I was away. Rarity always relaxed at the sauna or at the main gym, still looking for her dream guy. Twilight Sparkle continued to read books on her bike machines. Applejack could now leg press a whopping 3000 lbs, where everyone around her stared in awe. Pinkie pie had her own brand of workout powders and shakes, as she was rated #1 with her products in 'best tasting protein powder' according to Strength Stallions magazine....

As I did my regular routine of gym matience and check ups, I walked down to the local juice bar to visit Pinkie Pie. I veered into her store, to see her not working behind the cashier counter....I ran down to Rainbow Dash, who kept a list of employee's in her time card log.

"Hey Dash, have you seen Pinkie Pie lately? Her store is completely empty....Did she log in before work today?" I asked her in concern.

Dash pulled out her log book and located Pinkie's name. She stated that she has not logged in for the past three days, with no traces of her calling in for being sick or anything. I couldn't fire Pinkie because of all the shit the six of us went though, as Dash looked up in worry to me.

"No traces of her time card punched out tall guy...since the past three days. I'm worried about her. I've havent seen her in town lately either...Maybe we should check up by her house?" Dash said in suggestion.

I closed the gym early that day, as the six of us made our way to Pinkie Pie's house.

"Pinkie! Are you in there?" Dash yelled at Pinkie's door with no response.

Twilight tried the door....only to find it locked. Fluttershy peered into the windows of her darkened house, only for her vision to be blocked by wooden boards that were nailed from the inside of her home.

"Pinkie! If you don't open this door....I'm going to kick it down!" I yelled into the door.

"Darling, I'm deeply uneasied by the fact that Pinkie hasn't responded for the past 10 minutes....You should kick down the door to see if she's alright....." Rarity told me. I assembled Applejack to buck the door open, as I readied my leg to kick it open.

"Right sugarcube....in 3...2...1....." We both simultaneously kicked the door open.

Pinkie was found shaking on the hard wooden floor in the middle of her house, all curled up in a ball. Her ribs were exposed on her side, as she hasn't eaten or drank anything for the past three days. Her hair was strait down. Her friends indicated to me that this was her split side of her personality.

I reached over to touch Pinkie on her back.....when.....

Step Right Up, Don't Be Shy...

"NO! Please! Make them stop hurting me! It keeps talking to me in my head! NOOOO PLEASE!" Pinkie jerked upwards and wailed in distress in front of all of us. She pursued to the front door, pushing us out of the way. She ran on her back hooves covering her eyes as she darted out of town.

"Wait! Pinkie! Dont go!" Dash yelled to her as we all chased after Pinkie Pie. The girls were ten times faster than me. I looked around for a taxi as they left a trail of dust in front of me. I caught one just in time and waved the taxi down. I threw ten bits at the taxi driver, and told him to follow the girls no matter what happens....

I stood up in the roofless taxi, as the taxi kicked behind a dusty trail following the girls. We've pursued after Pinkie Pie. This took us about roughly about a 30 minute chase, as Ponyville vanished from our sights behind us. We trailed nearby Sweet Apple Acres, and traveled on a forgotton road near the Everfree forest. I swore to Fluttershy and her friends, to stay clear of that damned forest...Ever since the events of Unloved, but Pinkie mindlessly ignored my warnings as we trailed right by it.

Thirty minutes dissolved into an hour, as Pinkie ran under a sign from an old abandoned town. Pinkie Pie vanished into the nearby woods, nowhere for her presence to be seen by any of us. The girls stopped and caught their breathe, as I paid the taxi the required bits for the clocked milage. The taxi trailed off behind us in a cloud of dust. All six of us peered into the entrance of an abandoned ghost town.....aged with old row homes and a deathly quiet breeze.

I drifted my head up to the sky....to see a yellow tinted atmosphere and.....Black clouds? The clouds in the sky rushed into one direction, as the wind on the streets of this ghost town carried and tumbled dried up brown leaves. The only sounds emerging from the town....was an ominous breeze from the Everfree forest, and the sounds of old wooden planks, creeking inside the surrounding abandoned houses. We spotted cans of soda that dated back to the 1960's and old weathered newspapers that littered the streets. I picked up one of the newspapers' as the girls all looked over my right shoulder....
It read:

May 16th, 1967

Come visit the new attraction of world's famous Happy Times Circus! Visit freak shows and bring the whole entire family! We have carnivals, games, famous wild western actors, pony rides, acrobatic performers, and many more exciting events! Buy little Jimmy the cowboy hat he has always wanted for his birthday. Give little Suzie that doll she's dreamt about. Visit the pet store to bring back an adorable kitten or puppy for the whole family. Try out our famous kettle cooked popcorn and bring back a red balloon....
Balloons......float you know......Comming to a town near you!

God, that was fucking creepy....Who the hell in the right state of mind would end a advertisement like that? But hey, I've seen my fair share of disturbing 50's and 60's ad's back on Earth. Twlight made a announcement to the group.

"Guys....we should go back to Ponyville and warn Celestia about this....I'm getting a bad feeling from this town...." Twilight said while looking at us.

"I agree, I'm not going though all of this bullshit again, just to wake up on a hospital table to find my kidney eaten by some evil freak of nature. Let's head back the road we came....We'll search for Pinkie as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow." I told the group of girls. They nodded in unison, as we attempted to walk the gravel path from which we came from. When.....

We were suddenly blocked by an invisble barrier about 5 yards from the town's entrance. I faceplanted the invisble wall in front of my body, as the girls unexpectingly collided by accident from the back of me. Whatever led us here, wasn't going to allow us to leave....

I was pissed as hell. The girls backed up from the invisible wall, as I picked up an old unopened soda can and threw it in anger at the wall. The soda can collided with force. A flat red cherry colored syrup substance gradually seeped downward on the invisible wall and leaked into the ground. The girls were uneasy, as I feared that we would have no choice...but to go forward into the town, and try to find any evidence of Pinkie Pie's presence.....

"I really do not want to go though this shit again....but I'll do it for you girls......" I said to the group as my head lowered to the ground. "But by all means, we will remain glued together within our group. No one leaves without my permission, you got that?" I commanded to the group.

"Yes, darling, just like last time....." Rarity spoke for the group.

"Alight then, now be extremely careful. We are not armed.... We will search the houses, going from right to left, sweeping any rooms for clues of Pinkie Pie....where ever she may be located...." I paused for a moment, as thoughts in my mind were in disbelief. The girls and I had to relive though all of this shit, all over again....I turned back to the group.

"Ok, let's go...."

House by House

Nothing could have prepared us for the horrific events that foreshadowed over us, during our long journey to find Pinkie Pie....

We did our usual tactical routine when it came to searches. Go to your right....search each room.....after you were done; Follow up with your left.

We walked to the right side of a brick building, onto a white pavement walkway off from the gravel road. We've entered into a small alleyway. The small alleyway contained two copies of the previous newpapers we've quickly glanced over, and a old empty wine bottle full of dust. We trotted together, as we've peered into the entrance of a left green building, located from within the alleyway. As we passed the entrance, we've viewed more full soda cans, with metal rebar compiled on the floor near the entrance. We continued onward, into a fenced back yard of a brick building. The bushes and natural green shrubbery caught my eye next to a odd anomaly....

A curling black tree root protruded up from the ground. It's base contained...a colorful aged cotton candy substance compiled around the base of the root. The tree choked with violet, dark blue, and dark orange roots that emerged from the cotton candied ground. Rarity made a comment from the unusal scene...

"What on Earth is that, darling?" Rarity pointed with her hoof to the unnatual tree protrusion. I called Twilight over to use her magic, to scoop up a sample of the colored substance, and told her to place it on the ground before us. Twilight rested the material on a spot near us for observation, as the odd substance bubbled and sunk into the soft earth....

We were speechless and flabbergasted to view such a scene, however, we moved onward from the back yard into the back entrance of the building. Located near the entrance of the back of the building, rested a small bloodied skull with rotted teeth, planted into the ground guarding the back of the fenced area. The front plane of the skull was pointed toward the back entrance of the brick building. Rainbow Dash cautiously attempted to move the small skull with her hoof, but it wouldn't budge from the position from which it rested on the grassy yard. My survival instincts clicked into gear, as a descending vibration of evil, drifted into the group from the town. I sensed that the previous citizens who populated this town, were long gone and dead.....An evil entity of some sort drew Pinkie Pie into this God fosakened town.

I shuffled though the back entrance first, as the girls carefully trailed in behind me. A predated 1950's window shade covered the outside world to the left of us, while another red soda can laid near the back entrance. We slowly walked forward, as I peered out of the right window that was partially lifted......

I saw the bloodied skull from the back yard. It previously shifted it's position...into our direction. Something moved it to our direction without our consent. The front base pointed directly toward the windowsill without warning. This gave me shivers down my spine. We've spotted a small ladder from within the room, leading into the next story of the building.

My hands took hold of the cold steel bars, as we climbed in single file into the second story of the building. We looked around in the room, only to spot a severed human arm...hastily crawling forward to Applejacks legs....

The animated severed arm screeched at her, as it used a grabbing motion to shift and drag itself toward Applejack.

Applejack jumped in shock and flung her body into the air. She landed in full force onto the severed bloodied arm. The arm imploded in a blood bath, as a hurl of pain from it rattled the air. There was little chunks of flesh evidence from the arm, as the blood around it evaporated into thin air.

Applejack caught her breathe, as the girls ran over and attempted to confort her. My eyes were wide from the encounter. I trailed over to the left of us, to see a wall of missing bricks, to a similar...colorful substance from the tree root that flashed repeatedly into the room. We walked back into the back yard. The skull shifted back into its normal position without any of us seeing it do so.

We jogged into the left entrance of a green painted house from the small alleyway. We peered into the first room to the right of the small hallway. All six of us shuffled cautiously inside. We looked around in the inside interior of the room. Nothing really unusual about this room from what we've observed.....A small, pendant pull chain light bulb was located in the center of the ceiling of this room. To the left of the light bulb, was decaying damp drywall and plaster that exposed the walls interior wooden planks, used to assemble the building. We continued down the hall to the second room to the right. Something was odd about this room however, as the blue carpet on the floor looked as if it never naturally aged...

As we stepped into the room....A violent, sudden flash of colorful circus stripes appeared on the walls. A rapid appearance of multi colored balloons, all simultainously appeared out of thin air. A demonic rotting clown rematerialized into the room that caught us in shock.

The clown was a hideous creation, created from a demented child's nightmare... It contained brown leathery rotting skin with globs of white paint covering it's head. It contained wiry orange clown hair, and a green bloodstained jumpsuit with yellow baggy pants. It's eyes were completely milky white and calloused. It shifted it's right hand at us, and launched a familiar electro-static ball in our direction. We ducked in unison, as it collided into three red balloons that blew up in blood behind us.

I could never fully comprehend why some humans had clownophobia....until you stepped into my shoes and witnessed the horrors that unfolded before us. My defence mechanisms activated from adrenaline pumping in my body.

"Follow the staircase behind me girls!" I shouted to them. They trailed right behind me upwards on the staircase, located at the end of the hall.

We stumbled on our way into a bizarre room. It looked as if...an adverse colorful clown world, was melding into the architecture of the building. Multicolored stripes were exposed between two tattered window curtains. The clown interior architecture shifted with streaming bright colors. I spotted an old Remmington 870 shotgun to the opposite side of the warping room.

I inspected the action and worked the slide, which was preloaded with six red 12 gauge shells. The girls regained some confidence...as I readied the shotgun to my right shoulder. We trailed slowly down the flight of steps, as I turned my head to the left of me and spotted a sinister clown portrait.

Normally, clowns would look cheerful and ecstatic within a normal photo shoot. This clown portrait however....emitted an negative vibe from it. The clown in the picture had a bald spot with red clown hair. The clown inside the picture was downright menacing looking. The portrait glared at the girls and I, while we recieved goosebumps as a result. After the goosebumps faded, I concentrated on the clown demon down stairs waiting for us....

I swung the muzzle and pointed the shotgun at our adversary, which let out an unplesant demonic moan. I sqeezed the trigger of the 870. The shotgun recoiled into my shoulder. The demonic clown imploded, as all of its internals trailed all over the room. It's head skitted over to me in a trail of blood....as I kicked it away from me. I was too disturbed by the head blankly staring at me. The head imploded into a blood ball, as it crashed into a nearby wall.

We were all seasoned by the events of Unloved, but that journey seemed like a complete understatement in the name of everything evil....that we've encountered in this abandoned ghost town. Fluttershy curiously reached out to a green balloon located inside the house, only to have it pop in front of her. We all jumped from the incident, to only have a few 12 gauge shotgun shells fall from the green balloon.

How the hell was that possible? The weight from the shells would have made the balloon sink to the ground. We really did not have the time at the moment, to think about green balloons defying the laws of gravity. We made our way out of the green house.

We continued foward to the left brick building, parallel from the green house. A few missing bricks exposed the crumbling interior of the wall. The wall's interior visibly faced us from the side of the street. Again, we've traveled into another small alleyway, passing an old dusted liquor bottle to the right entrance of a stone bricked home. The back of the brick building, revealed an entryway into the house with a small square porch of concrete. The ceiling's interior of the home was covered in cob webs. Nothing else was to be seen...except for another pendant type lightbulb, old tattered curtains on a window, and a staircase that lead us to the second floor. The second floor was pretty much barren, except for a few empty bottles and old unopened flat sodas. We located a small vietnam era empty backpack, covered in a thick layer of dust sitting in a corner. Rarity attempted to air out the old bag by a nearby window, and levitated the bag near me in generosity. I threw in the spare shotgun shells that we found from the other brick building. We continued on into the stone block house on the right.

Nothing really interesting about this house...exept for the same bizarre colorful substance that was merging inside of the interior of the wall. We moved onto the street once again to the next house on the right.

The entrance of this house contained a old style porch with termite infested wooden guard rails. I stepped onto the creeking porch, with the girls slowly paced behind me. We made our way into the entrance of the house...with the same old musty smell that tainted every house inside the town homes. The front entrance room was completely empty from our observation, until Fluttershy caught something to the left of us....

"What's...that?" She pointed with her hoof to the left of the interior of the front entrance.

We walked over on creeking floor boards, to reveal a small clown statue, reminiscent to the clown portrait from the house with the dead clown demon. The small statue held two balloons with it's left arm, and pointed directly to a blank spot on the wall, near a corner within the room. Rainbow Dash attempted to pick up the small clown statue for closer observation, when it slipped out of her hoof and dropped on the floor. The small clown statue....bled from the side of it's cracked base. A narrow pathway opened up from the spot from which the clown statue was pointing at previously from before. I ventured into the small narrow corridor pathway, as the girls scrunched in behind me.

After making a few sharp turns within the pathway, we spotted another small bloodied skull facing directly at us from a room, as we stepped out of the maze into this new room. The skull suddenly invigorated with life, as the base of it's jaw crackled with a faint heckling giggle....as it bounced toward me. I squeezed off a round into the base of it skull on the floor. It imploded in bone fragments and parts of living flesh....that moved on its own. Twilight suddenly shrieked in pain from behind us......

"AH! get it off of me!" Twilight screamed as the girls phased out of their state of shock, from the bouncing skull that laid in fragments.

Another two bloodied skulls attached themselves onto Twilight's rear legs. The girls attempted to pull the skulls off from her in panic. Applejack and Rainbow Dash finally removed the bloodied skulls from her hind legs. Twilight fell to the floor in pain. Rarity and Fluttershy darted to help her on the floor. The skulls chattered and emitted a low demonic giggle toward Applejack and Dash. They both threw the skulls with full force at a nearby wall, where the skulls bursted into fragments. I tore off a piece of my clothing, as an improvised bandage for Twilight, as Applejack used her tail ribbon for another improvised bandage.

"Oww..." Twilight groaned in pain from the bite marks around her ankles from the bloodied skulls.

"You think you can walk on your own?" I asked her, after we applied and tightened the makeshift bandages to her legs.

"I think....I'll be alright for now" Twilight said while biting her lower lip from the pain. Rarity and Fluttershy supported her up, so that she could stand on her hooves. It was time that I made another plan for all of us. I looked around inside the new interior of the room. We spotted an elongated map of the town on a nearby wall. We dashed over to investigate the map.

Finally, something useful that we could all benefit from. The map contained full details of the entire town, with a marker on the map, labeling where we were located from within the house of the map. To the east of the town according to the map, were old power lines that supplied lines of electricity into the town. To the right of the powerlines contained a dotted path to an old cabin. After the dotted lines followed into the old cabin, the south of the cabin contained more dotted lines.....leading to a clown portal....

A clown portal, are you serious? Your telling me that these demonic creatures....are from a clown portal? As ridiculous as this may seem, this was no laughing matter due to the fact that Pinkie Pinkie blindly sprinted into this town. I trailed my eyes back to the cluster of homes on the map. My eyes followed north of the map, where a large building labeled 'S-Mart' served as the main grocery store of the town. Northwest of the 'S-Mart', was a place according on the map, called the 'IT PIT'. I backed away from the map, to reveal a scribbled message to the right on the map. The message shed some light of hope, hinting to Pinkie Pie's disappearance. Below the note....contained a warning note. I read the entire note aloud to the group:

"Send Angel back to clown hell.....If you dare...."

"Get your friend back by destroying what evil lies in the IT PIT."

I turned over to Fluttershy, who's hooves were placed over her mouth and her eyes widened in horror. Rarity and I rushed over to her for confort. Fluttershy shifted over to me and hugged me in horror. I placed my arms around her, despite of this warning message. She looked up at me, with a great disturbance and worry for her pet rabbit, Angel.

"Um...Ry...That can't possibly mean my pet rabbit Angel.....Can it?" She asked in great fear for her beloved pet. I had to say something conforting to her to relieve some tension from the warning note. I stormed up an excuse for the warning note for her.

"Flutters, whatever that sign is referring to....must be some kind of fallen angel. It doesn't refer to your beloved pet Angel sweetheart. Let's get Pinkie Pie back from this so called IT PIT however, but let's also be extremely alert. It could be a trap just like from last time...And one other thing, let's look for some more firearms as well...." I told the group with motivation, while easing Fluttershy in my arms. A fallen angel...back to clown hell....that made sense....right?

To the left of the map, was the same clown from the previous clown portrait. This time however, his eyes were closed...as if the clown was sleeping. Rainbow Dash reached to the portrait...when the clown portrait awoken on it's own. The clown's eyes emitted a beady red...while exposing it's unholy razor sharp teeth at us in surprise. We flung backwards as a result of this.

Something moved from the outside, as the sleeping clown portrait acted like a trigger switch. I lead the girls back into the narrow maze. A small bloodied skull caught me in surprise, as we made a left turn in the corridor. I kicked it with all of my might from my right foot. It bursted into fragments of bone and blood.......

Balloons....They all Float Down Here

We made our way out of the front porch, to reveal more semi floating green balloons to help us in our aide, at the front of the town's entrance. The girls and I popped the balloons in unison, where more shotgun shells, a familiar bottle of blue fluid, and a large Ka-bar knife fell to the ground together. Twilight opened the bottle of the blue liquid, and poured it on her bite marks. Her wounds vanished from surface of her skin from the blue liquid's rapid healing properties. Rainbow Dash picked up the large combat knife while I reached down for the shotgun shells. Trailing from behind us, beheld three bloodied skulls charging from a distance.

The skull bounced in our direction. Dash kicked one of the skulls, Applejack bucked another, and I squeezed off another shell into the street, where the pellets ricocheted off from the gravel and skitted into the last skull. The skulls all imploded, as we continued onward from their direction.

All six of us ventured into a third house on the right of the street. The houses exterior contained a yellow lead based paint, that chipped from age. I barged inward with Rainbow Dash entering from the side of the house, with her combat knife clutched in her hoof and my 870 on the side. The girls carefully treaded along the back of us in caution. An old dusty closet before the entryway, contained .45 ACP ammo, an old medkit with expired supplies, and a few more boxes of 12 gauge ammo. I deposited the contents into my backpack and made our way to the right, to reveal a narrow hallway leading into the kitchen. The kitchen was littered with more unused soda cans, empty liquor bottles, and a kitchen sink with the similar bizarre fluid, from where we found the Remington 870 shotgun. I spotted a small pantry closet with canned food materials, as I reached inward for the food supplies, and suddenly vanished in front of the girls.....

I teleported onto a cold....dark area on a floating island....with a heckling clown like laughter that emitted above my head.

I stood in...another realm, seperated from the group of the girls. A bloodied skull charged at me from the other side of this small, floating island. I pumped another shell into it's base. This small island from what I've observed, was levitating in black space....where the enviroment slowly flashed more common vibrant circus colors. More balloons floated from the inside of the black vacuum of space, seperated by a translucent circus striped wall. I glanced into a swirling green portal, leading back to the group of girls. I charged into the beaming portal.

The girls were in the process of bucking and fighting three bloodied skulls, as Fluttershy trotted over to me in relief.

"Oh Celestia...Im soo glad to see you not hurt Ry....." Fluttershy hugged me while I looked at the girls.

"Darling, where did you vanish to?" Rarity asked while the girls surrounded me in curiousity. It was hard to explain to them....what exactly happened, as my sudden disappearance and return back only occured within a few seconds.

"I was transported into another realm....It must have been the so called 'clown portal' realm that we've located back on the wall map.....A small island that I was on....completely stagnated in dead space. One of those bloodied skulls attempted to attack me. A green portal awaited opposite from me, as I saw you girls with your fair share of problems. And now....I'm back here with you all. I cannot stress caution girls.....This place seems to be less predictable then the gloomy realms and cells....from which I've saved all of you from. For now on, we travel in groups of two....even if we attempt to search any corridors within these houses....." I told the girls.

A long pause surrounded us for a good minute, as I was interrupted by a faint noise. I heard....a little girl's voice....plea in distress off from a distance...

We made our way back into the streets and into the final third left house. Nothing too extravagant about this house, as we sweeped the first and second floors. Despite a bloodied skull sitting on top of a bookshelf....it posed no threat to us, since it was inanimate and lifeless. We crossed back into the steet, and traveled to the end of a T intersection. We've decided to go right on the T intersection road. We've spotted the familiar power lines connected in series on telephone poles, back from the map.

An array of large colorful square pillars, blocked the entrance that would have lead us into the woods. We would have to cross the pillars to get to the old cabin. To the left of the powerlines and pillars, contained a stone gray brick house, that we've agreed to go check out. The little girl's voice became a little bit clearer, as we steered near the entrance of the gray building. The other girls finally picked up on the noise.

"Um...what's that little girl saying....?" Fluttershy asked us, while I adjusted my hearing in on the sound. The girls focused in on the faint voice with me, but we still couldn't make out what the little girl was clearly saying.

"Ahm sure we'll find out soon enough sugarcube...." Applejack said to us, as we approached another house. The door swept open from itself, as a bloodied skull barged outward, crashing though the door's entrance toward me. I pulled the trigger while I aimed at the skull. It skattered into fragments and blood. I reloaded the shotgun and moved along with the girls. We secured the house and carried onward, finding only a few useful items to throw in our bags.

We've attempted to search the next building, to the right of the gray bricked house. The entrance contained a narrow opening with no visible door. The girls followed behind me, as I readied my shotgun for any surprises. To the right of the narrow hallway of the door, was a room filled with pitch black balloons, floating at about our height. The black balloons.....felt as if a trapped soul....wanted to severe the ties from the evil influence that filled the atmosphere of this abandoned town. All six of us advanced to the end of the hallway, onto a staircase from the left of us. The staircase guided us to a bloodied skull that waited at the top of the stairs. I disposed of it with a single shell. Another clown statue pointed at us from outward, located inside a narrow gap within a wall. Rainbow Dash drew her knife and lunged at the center of the statue's chest, from were a small trickle of blood streamed out of.

A wall lowered to the right of the clown statue as a result of this. The opened wall revealed the second floor of the building, to the left T intersection of the street. The girls galloped into the opening, where I jumped nehind them, and barely grasped onto the edge of the new opening. Rainbow Dash offered her hoof, as I clutched onto it and supported myself into the new room with the girls. The room contained a vietnam era backpack full of supplies. Applejack decided to place and wear the backpack on her back. The pack contained a few preloaded .45 ACP 1911 magazines, a 1911 pistol, a few small c rations, and a GI styled canteen.

I handed Rarity the 1911, as she was experienced with her signature nickel plated 1911 with pearl grips. This 1911 however, has witnessed its days of abuse. The handgun was battered from combat, with a small spot of rust build up on the slide of the firearm. Fortunately for us, it was still useable.

I lowered myself, into a small alleyway located downward from the room. I supported the girls, as they descended downward, as we made our way back into the streets. We followed the powerlines to the left of us to reveal two opposing stores facing the streets, to read only something completely morbid as we viewed the store signs.........

A Plea for Help

The store's main sign to the right of the telephone poles read:

Happy Time Petstore

All decapitated pets 50% off!

How....disturbing.....Then I Immediately though about Fluttershy. She was breaking down into tears after I glanced at the sign. The water from her eyes dripped off from her snout, that leaked into the pores of the ground. Her friends and I surrrounded her, as they patted her on the back with glances of anxiety and uneasiness. The sign out of all of us...affected her the most. This evil force was clever....It knew our personal backgrounds and played a game of physiological warfare within our minds. I squatted near Fluttershy and held out my arms to her. She looked up with drenched, watery eyes and pounced right into them immediately. She looked up to me with a weak, squeakiness within her voice.

"Ry...they wouldn't do anything that terrible to innocent pets....would they?" She asked in apprehension.

Rainbow Dash trotted over and looked into the display case for the animals inside the pet store. Thankfully, there were no evidence of puppy or kitten skeletons....with missing skulls inside the case. It was just...a very fucking sick joke.... I made a short announcement to the group.

"This evil presence from within this town....is desperately trying to break us all down. We cannot allow such an influence over us. Girls....you must resist this evil....like I did trying to save you..." Rainbow Dash interrupted with her motivational speech.

"I can see what the tall guy's trying to say to us...We gotta be strong willed. Do not let anything break you down from this point forward. We've survived hell and back, and we can sure do it again girls!" Rainbow dash boasted with confidence in her voice. She turned her head back to me and grinned, as I smiled back to her in recognition. Rainbow Dash always embodied fantastic leadership skills. I told her if something were to happen to me, to take over the situation. Good, that saved me from another generic motivational speech....

The little girl's voice was crystal clear to all of us after Dash's speech. The voice said....

"Will somebody please help me?"

That made us all cringe in fear, as Fluttershy lifted herself off from the ground.

I wanted to investigate from where the source of the voice was calling us from....It appeared as if the girl pleaded for our help, from the building to the left of the pet store. I readied the 870 shotgun, as we prudently made our way into the building. We walked into...what seemed like an old 1950's styled restaurant. Two fridges to the left of the kitchen area, an knocked over food shelf with more unopened cans of soda, two hot iron grills to the far left, and a few packaging boxes with a strange small blue spherical objects that hovered in mid air....

This was not like the soulspheres that we've previously encountered. However.....the spheres that I've sensed where the souls of...tortured clowns....calling out to us in this imprisoned ghost town for what seemed like an eternity. The souls were round and solid. I threw them in my backpack for later. We jogged into the serving kitchen area of the building, where a set of small, grotesque clown statues that differated from the menacing pointing clown statue. These were....probably the poor souls of the clowns that were located within my backpack from the other room. Also....the source of the little girl's voice eerily emitted from the small clowns. One of the statues was a white small clown, where dried up crusted blood poured from it's eye sockets, and it's arms extended outwards pleading for release. The other clown was on top of a wooden wine cabinet that held a small bloody organ in it's left arm. It's right arm extended toward us.

A blue cylindrical object, that emitted a faint yellow glow from inside of it, rested on a serving dashboard from within the resturant. I picked it up for closer viewing, while the girls came close to me to inspect the small object. A demonic clown peered in from outside of the resturant, and launched a electro-static ball at us. I dropped the blue object over the counter and ducked for cover. The blue object rolled off of the other side of the counter, where it fell on the floor with a small trail of smoke leaking from its glowing vents. The object erupted like a grenade, leaving a shockwave of confetti and multi colored sharpnel that collided into the demonic clown. The demonic clown exploded into a pile of gibblets. I spotted more of these clown grenades underneathe the counter. I carefully backpacked the rest of the grenades inside my bag. We left the resturant and made our way into the opposite store, parallel of the pet store.

We crossed into an old lamp store.....just strictly selling old 1950's styled incandescent lamps around us. A few clown souls littered the floor, as I picked them up and tossed them into the backpack. There was nothing else of use for us within the store. All six of us trotted out back into the street. More colorful walls blocked our path, as we retraced our steps all the way back the T intersection.

We've traveled to the left street this time around. Two demonic clowns launched their electro-static balls as we sprinted down the road. I casted a clown grenade by their feet. The multicolored sharpnel erupted and pierced their brown lifeless skin. They both gushed into a pile of gore as we continued on. A new enemy floated above our heads, lowering itself to all of the commonition of the firefight.

It was a....red balloon. However, this balloon wasn't like any ordinary balloon....that you would see being given out by some pedophile to little kids at a carnival.....The balloon had a faint smiley face markered on it. So...what's so horrifying about that you might ask? As the red balloon got closer to you, the smiley face warped into a demonic gaunt looking skull with dim yellow glowing eyes, with an immense mouth that attempted to gnaw you to death. Rarity took good aim with her 1911 and discharged a single round off. The red balloon collapsed onto the ground, as what looked like a tortured translucent clown soul, escaped from it's prison inside the red balloon and darted off in the upper atmosphere.

We jogged to the bottom of the new T intersection, into another brick building with a colored wall located just to the right of it. More collapsed rebar and a old styled pendant type light was in the main room, which lead us to a rising staircase to the second floor. The far room to the opposite of the staircase contains more ambient blue clown souls, a few old boxes of Winchester 12 gauge buckshot, and a green balloon. Rainbow swiped at the balloon with her combat knife, where another bottle of the healing blue liquid collapsed to the floor. Applejack threw it in her bag, as we made our way out of the house.

Rarity lead the way for us into a green, lead painted home. We've cruised together up the flight of steps, located within the main room, to reveal a series of empty liqour bottles and a few full soda cans that were complete flat from age. We continued to the left of the bottles, where an inanimate bloodied skull and a section of the interior wall emitting psychedelic colors veered through from the clown realm. The bare floor also contained large cracks, seeping into reality from the clown realm as well. The bloodied skull jolted with life, from a swift evil force that radiated through the town. It bonced over to me. Twilight stomped on the skull, where it imploded into small fragments. I looked over to the left of the flashing psychedelic colors, to peer out of the second floor's window. We've noticed a series of small floating balloons, to a pattern of ascending multicolored blocks, that led into a small flashing gap into a second story floor. We've returned to the outside the green lead painted home, to reveal a small pathway that led us into the upper gap of the second story.

The girls pursued onward on the pathway, where I halted everyone, and spotted something in the windowsill of the building to the right of us.

"Hang on girls....I see something...from that windowsill on the second floor of that building...." I glanced to the right windowsill of the building, where the girls looked in my direction. I peered over to Rarity.

"Rarity, dear...Can you aim for that clown statue in the windowsill, please?" I asked her politely while I pointed to the window.

"Oh of coarse I can Darling...with elegant precision." She said in response.

Rarity sprung out and aligned the sights of the pistol at the small clown statue resting on the windowsill. She squeezed off a round that struck the small clown statue in the left leg, where small fragments of living flesh and bone skattered from the inside. The window collapsed on itself from the round striking the glass. A door opened to the front building on itself, as Rarity kept the pistol at bay to her right side. We treaded carefully into the entrance of the building. Bare wooden floor boards, with small sections of carpet deteriorating from age stood before us. We made our way onto the second floor, where the bleeding clown statue was contained. A portrait on top on the staircase...of that intimidating clown with the red hair, faded suddenly into a shade of purple. A faint yell of agony emerged from the picture. The portrait of the clown faded into pure black.

We crossed into the room to the right of the clown portrait. I've spotted striking similar features from between the clown in the portrait, and the menacing pointing small clown statues. The statue laid in a pool of blood with it's leg completely blown off, from a well placed shot from Rarity. A bookshelf to the right of us was overcrowded with books. Twilight darted to examine the collection. A few red balloons, filled with sharp chunks of bone shards and cartilage, floated in mid air on a wooden counter near the windowsill. A black balloon with a faint pair of red eyes overlooked us to the right of the wooden counter.....

I progressed over to inspect the red balloons filled with gore, where all of a sudden....the black balloon with red eyes morphed into a hideous monster. The balloon transformed into a translucent large floating brown clown, with large white milky eyes, and a inhumanely large grotestque mouth that chattered from spasms. The jaw of this monster enlongated to the base of its chest. It carelessly skimmed by one of the red balloons filled with gore, as it erupted like a bomb that bursted into fragments of gore and bone sharpnel. The thing bellowed in a faint painful moan, as it morphed back into the black balloon.....without the gazing features of the red eyes from the dead center of the balloon. I shot the balloon, where it imploded into a giant blood ball and painted the room with blood. I grasped the strings of the clustered gore balloons and handed them over to Twilight. She saw the pratical uses of the gore balloons from the incident. We made our way back out into the streets once more.

We traveled to the left narrow alleyway, that we orignally intended to travel down into before I stopped the group. As we continued on our way, toward the psychedelic flashing gap from within the building, I spotted a few more abnormal oddities to the left of us. A few trees nearby a puddle of that colorful clown fluid, emitted an unnatural vibrant green, yellow and purple shades with violent and blue vines.

I leaped into the small gap, with Rainbow Dash right behind my back with her combat knife clutched in her teeth. The two of us assisted the rest of the girls into the glowing, balloon textured, vibrant flashing room. Rainbow slashed at a few green balloons, that dropped a few useful supplies. I spotted a new type of weapon on the floor of this so called 'fun' room....

I picked up an otherworldly weapon, that looked like it was engineered from the clown realm. The base of the weapon rusted with a dull green color, with dried up bloodstains covering the exterior of the weapon. The muzzle of the barrel was imprinted with the same colorful materials from the clown realm. A frowning clown, with blood spewing out of it's hollowed eye sockets, mouth, and earholes...was painted on the base. The clown souls trembled and tumbled violently out from my backpack, and rose near the odd weapon....

It collided into the painted frowning clown on the weapon. The weapon absorbed the clown souls from my bag. I squeezed the trigger within a safe direction away from us. A large, tumbling kidney like projectile flung out of the muzzle, and acted like a grenade. It splattered into the soft earth into chunks of gore and bone fragments.

I handed the weapon over to Applejack, and placed a few more blue souls inside her backpack. After the weapon was gorged with clown souls, we made our way down into the 'fun house', though a maze of rooms. The enviorment gave me a migraine from all of the psychedelic lights, fading in and out of reality. A demonic clown, a few bloodied skulls, and a new type of rival awaited for us inside the main room of the fun house. Applejack launched a kidney projectile, while I tossed a clown grenade into the room. A mixture of bone sharpnel and molten hot confetti obliterated a few of the monsters.

A flying metallic clown skull, connected to a tubular machine from it's spine, launched a quarter sized swirling green magic ball at us. I've pushed the girls back and dolphin dived into the ground. Rarity took out the little flying beast, as the room was cleared from all of the monsters. Another sleeping clown switch inprinted on the wall awaited for us. I slammed the back of my 870 buttstock into it. The sleeping clown switch awakened with red eyes and razor sharp teeth, as something moved from outside.....

We've traveled back onto the streets from a new exit, located inside of the fun house though narrow corridors. A few clown smokestacks, made from the same material from the base of the unnatural tree, emitted carnival melodies though it's enlongated protruding tubes. We've entered inside a house located in front of the exit, where a few bloodied skulls awaited for us from inside the house. We spotted a few clown souls, for Applejack's gore grenade launcher. The next house onward contained a backyard, where a bloodied skull invigorated into life, from dried up corn stalks contained within a miniature garden. Rarity squeezed off a few rounds in the skull.

An old rusted 1950's tricycle sat in the middle of the backyard garden, that probably belonged to some poor kid that fell victim to the clown invasion of this town. All six of us traveled across the streets, into a house parallel from the house that contained the tricycle. A small clown statue grimly pointed at us from within this home. Rainbow Dash proceeded to throw it onto the ground in sheer force. It landed head first, as tiny brain matter skattered all over the floor. The pendant lightbulb from the next room...popped suddenly by itself, as we left the house to venture back into the streets. Another green painted house waited for us. A red smiley balloon floated from the outside of the entrance. I pointed the shotgun to the balloon and fired off a shell, as it imploded with a clown soul that escaped for freedom. Two large demonic floating clowns glided toward us. Twilight tossed a gore balloon that drifted toward the pair. The clowns moaned in pain, and morphed into black balloons. Dash swung at the balloons with her combat knife.

We ventured into the house from where the monsters emerged from. Spots of the otherworldly clown realm dripped through large holes inside the main part of the building. More flashing psychedelic circus stripes, faded in and out of reality inside the room. On the opposite end of the room, an M16A1 laid on a desk right next to three 20 round aluminum .223 magazines. I charged the charging handle and chambered a round into battery inside the bolt carrier. I gave the 870 to Dash, while she handed the combat knife to Fluttershy. The last house on the street block only contained a single box of 5.56 ammo, that I've placed inside my bag for later.

The road to the right of the fun house was our next place to explore. The sleeping clown switch we activated from eariler on, lowered a room that flashed with vibrant circus colors. A few clown demons and bloodied skulls charged after us, as I tossed a clown grenade that cleared the room within no time. We've decided to relocate the old telephone power lines, that traveled onward to old cabin into the woods. Four floating clown heads, with their tubular launchers at bay, were alerted by our presense. We unloaded on the small clowns while I got a feel for the M16A1.

You know....I have a theory for what happened in this town. I've guessed that....this was once a peaceful little town, where a bunch of suburban families looked for an escape from crowded cities like Phillydelphia and Manehattan at the time being. It must have contained ponies that co-existed here in peace, with evidence of humans being present here as well. So....why hasn't Celestia told us about it? Perhaps she had no idea. The old vietnam era gear that we kept running into...wasn't matching up as well...

We followed the path of telephone poles that lead us into the woods.....

Fluttershy's Nightmare

The woods became darker, as the yellow tint from the sky seemed to dim opon itself. We followed the powerlines into the dark ambient woods. Clown souls silently floated from the woods and dissipated from reality. The girls glanced around while the souls floated around us in unison, and dissolved into thin air. Around the seventh telephone pole inside the woods, the lines of power experienced a surge of over current, where the trashcan transformers blew up in synchronization. We dove into the hard dried up ground. Sparks flew all over the place as the transformers arc'd with a blinding light brighter than the sun. We've regrouped staying closer together within a semi cicular perimeter, as the girls followed right behind me.

The woods opened a gap to the right of us, which would lead us into more dead trees and the old cabin at the end of the trail. I told the girls to sprint forward behind me. They nodded, as I darted into the path of dead trees. A faint whispering stalked us, as we sprinted onward though the dead woods. We finally made our way to the old deteriorating cabin, while the girls caught their breathe. Fluttershy trotted up to me with a question from our run together.

"Was that the whispering...you heard from your nightmares?" She asked in curiousity. I looked over to her with a response.

"Yeah.....you girls heard it too?" I asked the group, as Rarity was the first to respond to me.

"Darling, our sensitive ears picked up the noises from the lifeless forest. It wasn't just you dear...." This was reassuring to my sanity at the time, to think that I was irrationally breaking down from the past events of Unloved....

"Thank God, I surely thought I was losing my mind from all those countless sleepless nights....Let's see what this cabin has in store for us."

The front door was locked, with no way to open it. We jogged to the right side of the house, to reveal a old wooden sign with an arrow pointing to another pathway inside the dead woods. Twilight read aloud to the group:

"That which cannot be killed

Take to Portal ->"

Great, I really do not want to find out one that of these otherworldly beings is unkillable...Fluttershy spoke up in the group.

"That which cannot be killed.....Oh...my..." She repeated in worry, as she trotted close to my right side. Located to the left of the sign, was the back entrance to the old cabin. I pointed the muzzle of the M16A1 inwards, as we stepped onward into the old cabin. The cabin contained a piano room with a rocking chair, a full shower bathroom, a bedroom with a closet, a kitchen littered with empty booze bottles and full soda cans complete with a blood stained fridge, and a living room....with the front door entrance wide open from an unknown source.

A large floating clown hurtled toward us from the entrance. Twilight flung a gore balloon at the clown, where it moaned and formed into a black balloon. Dash got into the habit of popping these things with her knife, except for the fact that Fluttershy now held the knife. She slightly poked the tip of the blade into the balloon. The balloon imploded in blood as she shrieked from the surprise. Two clown souls fell to the ground from the black balloon and rolled over to the gore grenade launcher placed in Applejack's hooves. The spheres fused into the dreadful clown portrait on the weapon.

I spotted a pipe leaking from the back of the bathroom wall from inside the cabin, and decided to follow the narrow corridor behind the wall. A severed arm screeched and hastily crawled over to me, as I squeezed off a few round from the M16. The arm imploded as it screamed in pain, to reveal a sleeping clown switch covered in cobwebs. After the switch was pressed, I told the girls to regroup at the entrance of the opened cabin door. A ruger 10/22 rested on the side of the fireplace that we previously have not spotted from before. I placed Fluttershy's combat knife inside my bag, as she ran over to the fireplace and shouldered the firearm. She scurried back to me.

A large translucent floating clown demon moaned silently, as it's jaw uncontrollably chattered on its own. Twilight flung the second of her last gore balloon at the fiend, where it morphed into a black balloon. More translucent clown demons emerged from all sides of the lifeless woods, groaning silently as they drifted toward the cabin. I thought up a plan.....that I told the girls in a quick response.

"Girls, we gotta pace ourselves through the woods back into town. From there, we can take on the demonic floating creatures....Follow right behind me, we're gonna sprint through this again."

I darted like a bullet in high velocity, with a trail of monsters following our path from the woods. All six of us spun around 180 degree's, and opened fire on the advancing crowd of monsters. More demonic clowns and bloodied skulls were alerted from our presense once we were inside the town once again. I threw two clown grenades in the cluster of monsters, and performed a quick magazine change. Twilight tossed her last gore balloon in the cluster of floating clowns. Dash, Rarity, and Fluttershy took out the charging bloodied skulls.

A larger version of the metallic clown skulls, emerged from the side of a building and ignited a large heat seeking missle, aimed in my direction. I darted to the left of the building as the rocket crashed into a brick building. A colorful, poisonous gas cloud almost nearly choked me to death. I dropped my M16, with watery eyes while I grasped my throat for fresh air. The girls in unison unloaded on the monster, which it imploded into a large floating clown soul while its rocket gas launcher landed on the street of the ground. Twilight shouldered the gas rocket launcher over her right arm, as Fluttershy helped me back onto my own two feet.

The disturbing sign located on top of the pet store entrance, was finally wide open, as I held the M16 near to my torso. We looked around the insides of the store, only to find expired pet food. A large, vibrant colored gap flashed on the back wall opposite from the stores entrance. I slid my body though the narrow gap, as the girls did the same behind me. Another flashing type of 'fun room', populated with multicolored balloons surrounded us in this new enviorment. We transended upward, to an odd musical tune playing in the atmosphere around us. A pillar of three bloodied skull pointed towards us, as a small red headed clown statue pointed it's arm to our direction.To the right of the skull pillars, was a large portrait of the evil mastermind that swept this entire ghost town. The evil presence...was the same red headed clown from the portraits we've previously encountered. The larger portrait contained the menacing clown, with grotesquely inhumaine pointed teeth. The clown must has been alerted from our presense in search for Pinkie Pie, into this god fosaken ghost town. The mastermind tried desperately to break us all down ever since our arrival here. The girls and I recieved a slight tingling sensation down our spines, as we looked into the eyes of this horrible portrait of the monster. We all knew...in the back of our minds....that this was the prime evil that drove Pinkie Pie insane. We had to destroy it....somehow.

A small ramp, leading downward to a semi translucent striped colored wall stood before us. I reached my hand through the mysterious wall. A sleeping clown switch was located to the opposite side of the translucent wall. A pillar....of a mixture of pony and human skulls....surrounded a cylindrical molten mass of sorts. Rarity pressed on the switch, as the room froze a solid dark blue. A wall lowered to the left of us, as the cylindrical molten mass lowered itself slowly, only to behold one of the deepest fears that Fluttershy could only wish to unsee in her lifetime.

The image of this...abominable nightmare...was alot more gruesome than any beloved animal lover should ever behold to witness.

An 8 foot tall, crudely decapitated head of Fluttershy's most beloved pet, Angel.....bounced off from the platform and plundered toward us. The description of this decapitated head....was constructed by a being not even closely comprehendable to the darkest, most twisted minds that ever lived from mankind. The mouth of this nightmare was gaping open in fear, as if someone crudely attempted to cut off the rabbit's head with a dull axe while it was in pain. It's black eyes were piercing and barren, like if you gazed into the eyes of a dead deer on the side of the road. The tendons of flesh and muscle fibers...skattered around the base of its white furry neck. It made a haunting 'plopping' sound, everytime it leaped its giant head forward to our direction.

We all dropped our weapons with our eye's widened in terror. Fluttershy fainted and collasped onto the ground from the image of her beloved pet. As it plopped and leaped closer to us, a survival gear shifted into place in my mind. I hastily picked up and supported Fluttershy onto my back. I screamed at the top of my lungs at the girls, to snap them out of their state of frozen terror.

"Run! As fast as you can girls, right behind me!" I shouted while I darted to the woods.

I ran the hardest I ever thought capable in my entire lifetime, into the cabin trail within the woods. Applejack tossed a clown grenade from behind us, where it blew up in colorful sharpnel that penetrated into Angel's severed head. The plopping noise suddenly stopped pursuing from behind us, as we all turned around to the direction of the severed head. Angel's pointed ears shifted downward, as it closed it's eyes in defeat. Streams of red blood trickled from the shrapnel wounds. We had a small moment to catch our breathe. Angel slowly lifted it's eyelids back into life again, as the wounds vanished from it's white fur. It snarled and groaned at us, while it plopped toward us again from the red muscle fibers and tendons hitting the ground.

I ran toward the wooden sign from the back of the cabin, which pointed to the clown portal to the right of us. Applejack's backpack became snagged on a loose tree branch, which made her lag behind closer to the advancing severed head. A view of multicolored clown pillars with a portal that surrounded a red perimeter stood in front of us. We darted into the red perimeter, to turn around and see the severed head getting closer to us. Angel's gaping dark mouth sluggishly opened, almost taking a chunk out of Fluttershy and I, as it plopped into the barrier's red perimeter. The severed head vanished into a blinding white light, as the ground around us shook like an earthquake.

Fluttershy slowly regained consciousness, with her eyes slowly adjusting to us. I placed her on the ground, as I placed my backpack to support her head as a pillow. Her friends looked down to her in worry. She woke up in panic, and started to tremble in fear from the image of the decapitated head. More tears gushed from her eyes, as her body twiched in distraught. I did my best to confort her, as she was affected the most from this horrible experience. She looked up to me, while she sobbed and trembled.

"Ry....is it.....gone now?" She asked as her condition worsened.

Jesus, how could anything this horrible....have to happen to some being that was so innocent and naive. I expressed so much sympathy toward her, since there was nothing even remotely comparable to any human like her back on earth. I cursed out loud, to the damned evil clown that stalked us throughout our journey. I dropped to my knees and grabbed her closly to me in my arms, conforting her as best as I could for the time being. I began to rub her back as I supported her head, while she buried herself into my chest as she quietly wimpered. Her friends surrounded me, as they clustered together with their arms around Fluttershy and I. I felt more hatred building up within me, toward that fucking evil clown with red hair. I retained my anger and penned it up for later.

"It's....alright now sweetheart.....the nightmare is over." I told her soothingly, as her shaking and trembling started to ease a bit.

I wish that was true...... I picked her up in my arms now and lifted myself off from the ground. She felt more confortable being carried on the way back to town. The group and I encountered more of the red smiley balloons, where Rainbow Dash slashed them with the combat knife, that I told her to grab out of my backpack. We followed the telephone poles back into town, where three of those demonic clowns awaited for us again. Luckily, Applejacks gore grenade launcher was sitting by, as Rainbow Dash also grabbed a clown grenade from my backpack. We took cover, as Applejack unleashed a volley of kidney projectiles, while Dash tossed a grenade into the group of monsters. A section from the grey brick building from where the monsters emerged from, contained a small clown statue. I grasped it with Fluttershy still in my arms, and stomped it on the ground with full force. This opened up something from within the ghost town, while it left a flattened pile of gibblets underneathe my shoe.

"I think....I'll get down now sweetie..." Fluttershy told me, as she saw that I was growing fatigued from carrying her.

I lowered myself to the ground, as she slid out of my arms and supported herself on her own. More demonic clowns trampled toward us, casting their electro-static balls in our direction. Applejack responded with a burst of three projectiles, which took them out with no hesitation. We were getting closer to the opened wall....where the decapitated head chased us. Fluttershy started to wimper over the image of Angel yet again, while I quickly mustered up an idea.

I volunteered to grab the weapons back from the room, as I told the girls to wait by one of the grey bricked building's corner. I darted back into the room, to relive the image of being chased by the severed head, and compiled all of the weapons in my arms. I distributed all of the weapons back to the girls, as we glanced to left street from the pet store, that was finally unrevealed. We traveled onward on the unexplored road.....

Friendship Kept Us Alive

The group of us traveled to the right, to reveal in front of us what looked like the side of a giant circus tent. I'm guessing this was the 'It Pit' where Pinkie Pie was contained. I asked Rainbow Dash for the combat knife, as she handed it over to me. I forced the tip of the knife into the tent, only to have the knife recoil backwards and bounce out of my hand. The knife landed on the ground with a sharp tinging sound, that alerted a dozen bloodied skulls in our direction.

Applejack unloaded her gore grenade launcher, which took out the group within a few seconds. I looked to the right of us, to see a large 7/11 sign, with the telephone poles that fed the town electricity close to the sign. Good, maybe we can get something quick to eat here. To the left of the stores entrance, was a pool of that peculiar multi colored fluid, with more clown smoke stacks that emitted clouds of colorful smoke. The 7/11 was completely ravaged and untidy, with food shelves turned over with old food on the floor. Wthin the store....an odd noise emitting from smalll creatures scurried across the floor with small grunts....The creatures were relatively harmless toward us. I wasn't really sure how to identify or describe what the creatures are at the time....

An incandescent light bulb fell onto the floor, making a large crashing sound. The broken fragments of the bulb...morphed into a larger floating lightbulb. The large lightbulb was painted like a abnormal smeared clown, with a set of disturbing large black eyes and smeared red lipstick for a mouth. The bulb grunted and launched a molten hot rock sphere from inside the lightbulb's filament, as it opened it's mouth toward us. I darted to the right and unloaded 10 rounds from the M16A1 into the bulb, where it crash landed into the ground and shattered into small pieces.

Another small odd looking demon appeared out of a small crevase from within the store. A small, bowling pin shaped demonic clown skitted and bounced toward us. The top of the bowling pin shaped clown, was dressed in a small clown suit. It's entire head was painted white, with black holes for eyes with smeared black makeup and cracks around the eye sockets. It contained a blood stained mouth with small piranha like jagged teeth. The bottom base of the bowling pin shaped clown.....looked like a living human heart. Rarity squeezed off three rounds into the little monster, where the thing popped, as the base of the heart bloomed with smoke.

We looked around in the store. Inside the small bags of popcorn scattered across the floor, were the same living creatures scurrying around the store's floor located inside the sealed bags. I lifted the bag and opened it to dump the contents on the floor. The popcorn.....was alive and crawling around with a life on it's own! Rarity made a comment on the scene in wonder.

"Darling, is that popcorn....alive?" Rarity asked while looking at the scurrying litle critters on the floor. All six of us were in awe from the scene.

"I guess......they are. Wow, this is bizarre." I told the group, while the little buggers crawled over to us.

This had to be one of the strangest phenomenons I have ever seen, as the girls didn't know what to make of it for themselves. A handful of these little popcorn critters were placed inside my backpack. I wanted something to show for back in Equestria, from our travels together. This was living proof that we wern't lunatics.

We grabbed a few cans of unspoiled food, as there was nothing else in the store that was much of use to us. The little popcorn critters crawled their way out of the store and into the streets behind us. Back on the street facing the It Pit, we decided to search the houses one by one starting to the left side. We jogged into a green lead painted house. The entrance of the house lead us to a room on the right, where a personal home office was located to the left of us within a hallway. Another empty room with a...growing flower on a windowsill was located to the right of us from the hall. Fluttershy trottted over to look at the flower, where two of those metallic clown flying skulls appeared out of thin air. Rarity and I exterminated the two flying clown skulls, as all of us regrouped, and traveled up the flight of stairs at the end of the hallway.

To the left of the upstairs landing, was a small room with a 1950's tube amplifier for electric guitars, a large box, an unidentifiable opened book, a bookshelf and wooden drawlers, and a desk with a rocking chair. To the right room, was a pathway of the blue liquid bottles leading us to a small clown statue. I stomped on the statue, as all of a sudden we were teleported onto another platform....into the dark clown realm. The girls jumped in shock, as I told them that this realm was similar to the food pantry portal I stumbled into.

A large, thumping heartbeat echoed throughout the dark landscape of this realm, as the girls paced themselves behind me. Another large red haired clown portrait, from the room with the severed bunny head, stood before us as we ventured into the narrow floating island. We scurried to the side of the portrait, where a large shifting platform of rock solid intestines, shifted upward and downwards to a small narrow pathway of intestines. Parallel sides of the narrow pathway of the intestines, were a series of smaller potraits of the red headed clown. I noticed a new type of weapon, floating in dead space near the narrow pathway.

"Hey Dash, could you possibly reach that weapon up there? That's if...your brave enough to..." I asked with a smirk on my face.

I knew from experience, that presenting challenges to Dash always drove her into doing things that you wanted her to do, just so that she could be triumpant in whatever challenge that may be. She smiled back to me with a statement on her own.

"Oh yeah tall guy? That will be no problem at all..." She darted to the floating weapon in flight, and tossed the weapon back onto the moving platform of intestines from were we stood.

"Phhsh, that was easy." She galloped back to us, boldly expressing herself. I picked up the new weapon, while three translucent floating clowns snarled as they advanced toward us. Applejack launched a volley of arcing kidney projectiles into the clowns, as they were taken down one by one. A green portal awaited at the end of the narrow strip of intestines, as we all sprinted toward it. We landed back into the same room in the green house with the small clown statue that I've stomped on. We looked down into the newly aquired weapon from that realm.

It was an enlongated tubular popcorn machine with blinking multi colored lights. A glass, slideable viewport on the popcorn machine contained a few small crawling popcorn critters on the inside. The ammution for this thing, fed off of the small crawling critters. It was some sort of popcorn weapon, judging fron the exposed trigger located on the grip of the machine. I handed the hardware over to Twilight, as I tied her gore ballons on a lanyard located on my backpack. We jogged to the next house to the left of the green house, where Twilight had the oppertunity to test out the new popcorn machine weapon. A bloodied skull with a group of severed moving arms scurried to us, as Twilight squeezed the trigger mechanism on the popcorn weapon. A series of popping noises emerged from the weapon, as a few critters launched out of the muzzle, and collided in a volley of triangular glitter sharpnel into the small threats. Nothing else was of much use inside this house.

An old warehouse stacked with a mixture of small and large boxes was located at the base of the streets, with a few bags of crawling popcorn critters that I loaded into Twilight's popcorn gun. Down from the left street from the warehouse, was the grocery store labeled 'S-mart'.

"Shop smart, shop S-mart!" I repeated in my mind. The girls couldn't possibly get the reference, so I didn't bother. We made our way into the sliding glass doors of the front entrance, where we encountered a larger version of the floating clown painted lightbulb to the left of the sliding doors. Twilight unleased a stream of flying popcorn critters at it, while the large possessed lightbulb collapsed into the ground in glass shards.

Three cashier registers with 9 bags of the critter popcorn awaited for Twilight, as she carried the maxium amount of popcorn she could possibly contain inside the popcorn gun. The gas rocket laucher contained on her back was becomming a heavy burden. She swapped the launcher over to Rarity, as Rarity placed her 1911 in my backpack. Aisles of food and other hardward appliances surrounded us, as I took a glimpse of the firearm section of the stores counter. Old, famous rifles from western movies and revolvers were displayed behind the cases of glass. I shoved the handle of the ka-bar knife to break the glass case, which alerted a group of small bowling pin shaped clowns. Fluttershy took them out with her 10/22. Afterwards, we looted as much ammuntion we could possibly hold.

A cluster of lightbulb clowns were alerted by our presence, as Rarity aimed her gas rocketlauncher to the demons. Rarity fired off a single rocket dead center of the group, where the corrosive gases from the rocket made the floating lightbulb clowns pop in unison. Nothing else of much use was left for us within the store, so we made our way into a brown building, located just next to the green lead painted building. A lamp shade with a overturned wooden shelf, made a small obstacle for us in the front of the entrance. The group and I stepped over it, to reveal a small staircase leading to the second floor of the home. We swept the rooms one by one until we reached the end of the hallway. A small horde of pitch black action figure sized demons darted to my leg and kamikazied, as black sharpnel entered my leg as I fell to the floor.

"Ah shit, my god that burns!" I yelled holding my leg in pain. Twilight and Fluttershy rushed over with the medkit from my bag, and poured some the familiar blue liquid into the cuts and removed some of the sharpnel. I clutched my teeth in pain, as Twilight carefully removed the pieces with a tweezer. Fluttershy wrapped my leg with the bandages from the old medkit, while Dash supported me to my feet.

"We gotta be alert for those little charging shitheads..." I said to the group, as a demonic clown overheard the commotion and snarled, emerging from another room. Rainbow Dash fired a shell from her hip, which made the demonic clown fly backwards into a wall, as it imploded in gore. A few clown grenades and a basketball sized clown soul was the only thing else worth metioning in this abandoned house. Well, besides a small horde of metallic skull clown demons taken out by Applejack.

An elongated brown building was the last structure on the block, as I walked in forward. The doors inside the home wouldn't budge inside the building. A door down the hall's entrance from us, opened on itself, revealing a floating translucent clown. Dash took action with three shotgun shells, as the door at the opposite end of the hall opened as well. The room contained a small 'fun' room that flashed with colorful stripes. A small bloodied skull bounced toward us in the end of the room, where Fluttershy squeezed off a small hail storm of .22 hollowpoints into the skull. A sleeping clown switch was the only thing left to press inside the room. A small group of bowling pin clowns bounced over to us, while they grunted something uncomprehendable by our ears. Applejack hurled a burst of three projectiles that blew up the small clowns. The other side of the hallway contained a new type of clown.

This clown had a perimeter of fire floating around it. The clown itself was a large floating head, with blazing heat for a subsitute for clown hair. The clowns eyes were as black and hollow as it's soul....if it had one. It launched a stream of fire into our direction. We took cover in the opposite room as I untied one of the gore balloons. I flung the gore balloon into the direction of the flaming clown head, as it was damaged by the gore sharpnel from the balloon. The clown finally exploded, with hot sheering chucks of flesh spewing all over the place. The flaming clown head was blocking a sleeping clown switch from the room it emerged from. Rarity activated the switch, which moved something nearby the pet store.

In front of the pet store, the multicolored pillar wall finally lowered from the activation of the switch. We spotted a steaming hot pool of the multicolored liquid, that was blocking us from crossing the street safely. Fluttershy and Dash took turns picking us up and dropping us off on the opposite side of the steaming pool. I was the last one to be dropped off, when all of a sudden the building to the left of us, collasped a wall revealing a group of larger cousins of the lightbulb clowns, with more smiley red balloons that were alerted, with a grueling stretching balloon sound due to our presence. We discharged all of our weapons into the clown hoard, as they returned with their molten hot rock spheres at us. After minutes of strafeing and dodging, while exchanging fire, the bulbs collapsed to the ground with their allied red smiley balloons.

We tirelessly searched from house to house, from building to building to take down any demonic clown entites within them, while we destoryed the small pointing clown statues.....We finally made progress to a house that required a small bloodied skull inside a small door socket. After searching in nearly everyhouse, lady luck was not on our side today as we searched every square inch of each house for the damned thing. We paused our search at the S-Mart parking lot, where we thought for any possible areas that we haven't searched yet. A sparked flashed into Twilights mind, as she made an announcement to the group.

"We haven't tried the woods with the large wooden blockaide, since that large wall was blocking us from progressing forward." She suggested to the group.

A pictured map inside my mind retraced our steps from the woods....As I now remember a large blockade of a wall, located to the left of the wooded path of the old cabin. She was right, as I made an announcement to the group as well.

"Yeah....your right Twilight, for the past two hours, I haven't thought of checking out the woods again. Ok, were off to the woods...." I told the group, who paced behind me as I lead them back to the woods.

We retraced our path of the telephone poles into an uncharted path into the woods, as more red smiley balloons made their dreadful scrunching sound toward us. I pointed the M16A1 in the direction of the balloons and squeezed off a few rounds, where they imploded with a visible soul leaving the ground from where they imploded. The wooded path lead us into the entrance of a small circus tent, where a few flying clown skulls caught us with our guard down. Applejack fired her gore grenade launcher, as it hit the middle flying clown, which all three of them imploded. We made our way around the tent, only to find our way back outside the entrance of the 7/11.....

My patience was growing thin by now. We sat down in the parking lot and opened up our canned food, which was surprisingly still good despite of how old it was. While we ate together, Rarity suggested something to me.

"Darling, have we thoroughly checked the opened building near the steaming pool?" The more I thought about it, we haven't....

After discarding the empty cans, we made our way back into the opened building, where we've missed a sleeping clown switch from the intense firefight. It was placed behind a pillar indescretely behind a narrow corner. How the hell was someone supposted to find that? After hitting the switch with my rifle, a few demonic clowns persuited to attack us, while we took them down with light resistance. A striped wall lowered in the opposite vibrant steaming pool, where we advanced into and descended downwards into a flashing room. A green portal awaited for us on top of a small hill of triangular steps.....

Inside The Clown Realm

We stepped outward of the green swirling vortex into the familiar dark clown realm. All six of us stood on a floating circus colored island that froze in dead space. We've jogged to the opposite of the island to reveal a sleeping clown switch. Fluttershy took the honors by pressing the switch. Something activated while doing so, but we were unsure at the time. As we made our way back to the green swirling portal, we expected to be teleported back into the ghost town inside of the trianglular platform. Instead....we were transported into a whole entirely new enviorment......

We appeared to be trapped still inside in the clown realm, as we landed onto a multicolored glowing square platform. A pathway made out of the same material of the familiar unnatural soil stood before us. It was rock hard beneath our feet. As we looked into the pitch black abyss of the clown realm, an extremely horrid sight to beheld in front of all of us....

A series of clones of Rarity's favorite pet, Opalescence, floated above the curving pathway......The poor animal was decapitated with it's esophagus crudely dangling out, with bloodied tendons and muscle fibers hung in suspension above the pathway. Rarity took one glance of the sight in shock, and broke down bawling in tears and fell to the ground. That was not a good time to do so, as the commotion from her attracted a few floating clowns.

Fluttershy looked over to the floating clowns with firey rage, to see her best friend severly in distraught and trapped in a world of emotional pain. Fluttershy ran over to where Rarity dropped her gas rocket launcher, and sent a barage of rockets into the group of floating clowns. The clowns morphed into the black balloons, and descended downward into the black abyss never to be seen by us again. I rushed over to Rarity, and kneeled to my knees where she laid crying. I picked her up within my arms and hugged her, as I patted her back trying to confort her. I spoke to her as she eased a little bit. Her blue eyeliner was smeared due to her watery tears, as she opened her eyes up to me.

"Rarity...honey....It's all not real. We're all here for you, we're all in this together. We have to keep moving on, sweetheart."
I said soothingly to her. Fluttershy backed me up, to help ease her up some more.

"Um...Rarity? He's right, I know your pain.....but this is all just an illusion to try to break us down even more. We have to be assertive through this. Let's find Pinkie and get over this mess...." She said in support.

I picked up and lifted Rarity in my arms, as she closed her eyes and cowered her head into my chest, from the gruesome sights of her beloved pet.

I wished the severed cat heads were just an illusion. They presented a major problem to us, as they floated in suspension above the curved pathway. The cat heads would open their mouths to groan, trying to excrete something lodged from their esophagus every few seconds. A molten, flaming hairball would drip out from the tubes of their crudely severed throats, which would fall downward onto the curved pathway. The hairballs would explode into firey chunks of molten debris when they hit the ground. I devised a plan, as I spotted a time gap between the falling molten hairballs. A series of small 'four by four' platforms acted like a safezone from the hairballs on the curved pathway. I told the plan to the group of girls, as Rarity gently sobbed into my shoulder.

"Listen up everyone, I want you to follow right behind me. We're going to make a dash through these molten fireballs.....onto the small platforms, as the platforms seem safe from the exploding molten debris. Ok, on my word girls.......GO!" I darted to the first platform, as a molten hairball exploded from behind us, hitting the flat pathway. Trailing hot debris nearly collided into my right leg.

"Alright girls, good job..." We darted again safely this time onto the next platform. The third platform was far away from us, as another molten hairball slid down too close for confort in front of us. We ran to the last platform, dodging the flaming falling molten debris while taking a sharp turn on the curved pathway. The last group of floating severed cat heads presented a minor problem, as they were spaced apart in mid air with no safezones. We dashed all the way to the end of the pathway, where the cat heads were no longer within our sight radius behind us. I lowered Rarity from me, as she wiped her remaining tears and recollected her gas rocket launcher back from Fluttershy. Dash handed back Fluttershy's 10/22 rifle.

A large wall of the red haired clown antagonist stood imprinted before us. It's soulless eyes directly gazed onward into the black space. Blood trickeled from it's red clown nose, as a small textured wall of hardened intestines stood inside it's razor sharp teeth, located inside it's mouth. Twilight darted to the right of us, to press a sleeping clown switch and regrouped. This lowered the wall of hardened intestines, where we all steeped onward into it's horrendous mouth.

Distorted circus music blasted in the atmosphere around us. The noise made us jump from the sudden surprise that emitted from the pink living walls. We made our way to the right, to the opposite side of a colorful striped wall, to behold a ghastly, morbid sacrifice stand tributed to our main clown antagonist. A lighted pillar of bloodied skulls stood on a stand of hardened intestines, with three menacing pointing small clown statues that surrounded the perimeter. A clustered group of partially rotting impailed human heads stood to the right of the skull pillars. I told the girls to stand back, as I threw a clown grenade into the evil tribute. The small clown statues went flying outward in unison, as the entire back wall lowered from behind us....

This new room contained a vibrantly colored black pool in the center base of the room. A small set of red waxed candles burned to the left of us. A horde of red smiley balloons silently floated toward us, as I unleashed a hail of lead into the balloons. This alerted a mixture of flying metallic clown skulls, small and large floating clown bulbs, and more bloodied skulls. We unleased a wave of projectiles, as the clowns returned fire with their multitude of projectiles and magic as well.

After a long thirty minutes of strafing and dodging the projectiles, we've stood triumphant over the large horde of monsters. On the opposite end of the black pool, sat the missing red skull that we sought after from hours of searching. Dash grasped the red skull, like a hurtle relay, as we all darted to the way back into the green swirling vortex. We didnt bother to use the safezone landings, as our adrenaline and quickness was far too great for the severed cat heads to deal any real damage. I placed my hand over Rarity's eyes, as I sprinted and guided the girls along the side with her. We jumped back into the green portal, to only be transported into a new location in town.....

Clowns of the Corn

We rematerialized into a back yard, of a green painted home from within the ghost town. An old rusted vine fence stood in front of us. A few dried up corn stalks surrounded all of us from inside the small backyard, as we trampled over the dead plants. We entered into the left side entryway of the house, as I stepped in forward to lead the girls. To the right of the entryway, was a staircase leading to the second floor. I pointed the M16A1 upwards, while the girls followed from behind me. A bloodied skull bounced from the top landing, and leaped in mid air directly toward me. I squeezed off a few rounds while the skull glided toward us, striking it several time in mid air before it imploded. The sudden sound of a lightbulb, crashed from behind us, and morphed into a clown lightbulb. Twilight responded with a barage of flying popcorn critters that peppered the bulb until it shattered.

There was a wide opened gap parallel from within the building from the second story, that led us down into a grassy alleyway. I lowered the M16A1 into the grass, and grasped the edge of the gap, and sprung myself into the ground. I supported the other girls, as they lifted their weapons and dropped themselves downward. I caught each of them on their quick descent. We made our way back into the streets once more.

A flaming clown head greeted us at the left side of the alleyway. I flung one of the gore balloons from my backpack in its direction, as the chunks of gore sharpnel planted into the ghastly demon. Three more flaming clowns greeted us, as they spewed their firepath among the streets. Rarity and Twilight responded with a barage of rockets and popcorn projectiles, which afterwards the flaming clown heads imploded into thin air.

Conveniently, the green house with the small skull door socket was just a few yards away from us. We jogged over to the open socketed door. I took the small red skull and placed it inside the door. The door rattled as we stepped backwards...

The door slid into the ground, underneathe the creeking wooden floor boards inside the home. More gore balloons, with the addition of a few clown souls were waiting for us inside the interior of the doorway. I tied the balloons to the lanyard on my backpack, and Applejack fed her gore grenade launcher with the clown souls located on the floor. To the right of the room, contained a spirling staircase that ascending upwards. The upstairs second floor, contained a section of missing wall polluted with colorful vibrant blocks that flashed vigorously, into an ajacent building that contained the same material. A clown demon along with a bloodied skull, groaned to the left located behind us. Dash unleashed a continous firing pattern of three shotgun shells into the monsters.

We were forced to leap into the next building, which was only about a yard away from us. I threw my belongings to the other side, and tumbled over landing sideways into the second floor gap. The girls galloped above the alleyway over the short distance. My presence alerted a large flying metallic clown skull that grumbled in my direction. Before I had the chance to pick up and aim my M16A1 at the grizzly demon, it mysteriously vanished into thin air....Must have been an hallucination or another trick from our clown antagonist. We regathered our belongings and headed toward a descending staircase inside the room.

To the right of us, was another house with a clown demon waiting along the side alleyway. Dash quickly took care of the clown demon waiting in the alleyway, as a colorful striped wall blocking the alley lowered itself into the ground. Before we made our way into the streets, I told the girls that I was going to do a quick search inside the right house. Nothing much of a sleeping clown switch and a demonic clown waited for me, as I pressed the switch and took down the clown threat. We jogged outside onto the cold streets once again.

All clown hell broke loose once we've stepped outside. A mix of flaming clown heads, groups of demonic clowns, bloodied skulls, and a few translucent floating clowns sent a barage of fire and electrostatic balls toward us at us from all different directions. I shouted to the girls, to form a defensive circular perimeter, as we all synchronously fired back into the advancing clown monsters. The air boomed with the sounds of my M16A1 discharging, Dash's shotgun being worked hard, Rarity's gas rocket's colliding into a few clown foes, Twilight's popcorn gun peppering a few clown demons, and Fluttershy firing her 10/22 until it was dry. We suffered only a few minor injuries, like a few first degree burns from the flaming clown demons comming into close contact with our skin. Only a few burn marks from the splash damage of the electrostatic balls, but nothing too serious.

The sleeping clown switch revealed a new part of town at the T intersection, located at the bast of the street to the left of us. We jogged down the street to reveal more unexplored abandoned town row homes. A few crawling popcorn critters shuffled towards Twilight from the new street, as she kneeled down to let the small critters enter her popcorn gun. All six of us sweeped the row homes house by house, looking for supplies from our last skirmish and to look for any clues leading to Pinkie Pie.

As we stepped out of the last row home from our searches, our eyes casted opon an open grassy baseball field. The girls and I trotted together into the field, as we looked around the dirt enviorment. We walked to the pitchers stand to shift our eyes into an dried up dying corn field a few meters away from the baseball field. Floating translucent clowns with bouncing bloodied skulls rustled through the dried up corn stalks towards us. I chucked a few clown grenades into the wall of advancing clowns, as they shifted thought the corn fields. More demonic clowns appeared out of the abandoned houses and casted electrostatic balls into our direction. A few small floating skull projectiles from the hovering clowns glided towards us. I smacked one of the skulls with the stock of the M16A1 in self defense. The floating skull projectiles had limited range, thankfully. Rarity casted out a few rockets horizontally into the front wall of clowns. After reloading the M16 while Dash shoved more shells into the tubular magazine of her 870, the gas cleared from the fields, revealing piles of gibblets and entrails due to the rockets.

Nothing else emerged from the dried up corn field, so all six of us jogged back into the streets once again. A small brown house located near the edge of the street to the left of us. We entered the house with our weapons readied at bay. Inside the entryway, stood a tall 10 foot high cardboard box with unopened soda cans surrounding it. Behind the giant box to the right contained a small kitchen. A severed demonic clown head sat along the side of the kitchen counter, next to it was a crumpled newspaper. Inside the room also contained a large meat storage refrigerator, with an old 1950's style coocoo clock with some dusted canned goods located on wooden shelves of a food pantry. I spotted a small pointing clown statue on top of the fridge, as I picked up one of the old dusty cans and threw it at the small statue.

A pair of gore balloons lowered out of the wall, as I placed them tied onto my backpack. The room to the right contained another large cardboard box.....with a fresh mutilated human corpse. We were the only signs of life currently breathing and living inside this ghost town.....So how the hell did that get there? We explored the upstairs, to only see a cluster of gorged moths eating away the contents of inside the boxes, within the right room of the upstairs. Our anagonist clown was somehow painted onto a wall to the right of that room. The painting was similar to the one we've encountered back on the large clown wall. With a stare colder than the deepest pits of hell, passed through all of us in great anxiety. We exited the house to journey into an left alleyway, which revealed a small enclosed circular neighborhood.

This developement suffered the worst fate from the wretched clown invasion, as we slowly paced ourselves while we looked in observation to our surroundings. The houses were slowly being consumed by the clown realm, as the similar architecture from the realm bloomed and eveloped within a few houses. Another humongous painted clown wall sat at the end of this small neighborhood, likely the source of the realm cancer of this town. A cluster of action figure sized black demons spewed out of the clown antagonist, as the little demons jumped out and charged towards us. Twilight peppered the ground with popcorn critters in front of us, which in return made the little demons explode from the colorful sharpnel. We did our routine house room by room clearances, encountering a few clown lightbulbs along the way. Fluttershy located a sleeping clown switch within one of the houses, where she pressed her hoof onto the switch. Something shifted in one of the houses.

It was the first house to the right, as we peered into a room that was textured with balloons and vibrant colors. Another kind of 'fun' room was in front of us as we all walked inside the new house. One room defied gravity, as I figured from one of the balloons from my backpack that started to float in an odd matter. I lifted the heels of my feet off from the ground, as my body glided upward toward the ceiling of the house. The girls leaped into the air behind me, where all of us were greeted by a pointing clown statue and a few harmless balloons on the next floor. Fluttershy ventelated some of her penned up anger onto the small pointed statue. She stomped on it, as it gushed a pool of blood under her hoof. I looked over to Fluttershy as she did this, and in the aftermath, she bowed her head in shame toward me.

"Im...sorry" She said in disgrace. There was nothing to be ashamed about here, since this vile red headed bastard held her close friend hostage. I said something in response.

"Flutters, there nothing to be ashamed about here. However, save your penned up anger for later, when we finally meet this red headed asshole after we save your friend." I expressed to her.

Fluttershy activated something outside of the clown wall that spewed the little black demons, as we went outside to investigate the movement. The clown wall's mouth moved on its own, revealing a musty pink pathway. We ducked under the razor sharp front teeth of the clown's mouth, as it lead us into a wet, pink trail. A hardened wall of intestines slammed behind us, as there was no turning back now. The girls and I readied our weapons, as we carefully moved onward.

The next room revealed another zero gravity fun room. A new type of monster awaited for us yet again. A larger, more sinister clown posessed red balloon spewed a black wall mass out of its mouth, onto the floor. A bunch of little black demons crawled out of the black puddle and skitted toward us, as more large floating translucent clowns launched their miniature skull projectiles at us. We drifted upward, so that the little black demons could reach us from below. They imploded harmlessly underneathe from where we floated, as we unleased our weapons into the monsters in response.

The horrid balloon demon's facial features were....none the less disturbing. It's teeth chattered,while empty sockets of a nose, and a pair of eyes would normally be located leaked a racid black propelling fluid. The balloon was also alot more resistant to our weapons. After 10 grueling minutes of fighting, we stood victorious.

We floated up to an balcony of a platform, where small popcorn critters lined the perimeter around a onminous clown well. We knew what to do from here on, just like from Unloved. The girls clumped onto me, as I pressed my feet off of the edge of the well. This time however, zero gravity was not on our side. I could feel my heart race up into my throat, as normal gravity flew us down into the wells base. The girls all screamed while Dash and Fluttershy hoplessly tried to open their wings. We crash landed into a pool of colorful clown realm liquid, to take us back into the clown realm once more.....

Skyscaper of Illusions

After shaking off the vile multicolored fluid, we looked around to what seemed like....skyscapers inside the clown realm. A demonic clown spotted us away from 150 meters, and launched a electrostatic ball from on top of one of the tall skyscraper like platform. Rarity gave the demonic clown a precisely aimed rocket which drifted toward the clown. We observed as the clown took cover as the rocket arced and crash landed into the demonic clown. We really had no idea that the gas rockets...were heat seaking missles.....

The ignition of the rocket alarmed a few red smiley balloons, which floated at us from all around the sides of the perimeter of the platform. Dash and I took turns taking out the red balloons, as we continued onward to a uphill path of vibrantly flashing triangular platforms. We climbed the triagles, like a hiker would climb a mountain, until we reached the top area where the laws of gravity that we found out were non-existant.

We floated upward onto a textured balloon floor, as a large clown lightbulb grunted to our presense there. Twilight unleased a hail of popcorn, as a few electrostatic balls unexpectly struck around the bases of our feet from behind us. Dash, Fluttershy, and I blindly fired into the black abyss from where the electrostatic balls were casted from. A curved balance beam located in front of us stood at the opposite platform peak of the triangular hill. I almost lost my footing while on the beam. I stumbled and leaped into the next room, so that I wouldn't tumble into the black abyss below the balance beam. The next room in front of us, revealed a corridor of textured balloons to a strait path that followed to the right. The girls and I followed the strait path, where a small bowling pin clown bounced from out of a small hole and hopped over toward us. Dash made it shut up with a quick 12 gauge round that obliterated it. Another clown well was located behind the balace beam on another platform that we crossed. We darted over to it and jumped inward.

Again, we landed in the same vile vibrant fluid, as the girls shook the fluid off while I twisted my clothing so that the fluid would leak out. Another large black gap placed between the balloon textured platform from where we stood, from another platfrom leading us back into the jungle of skyscapers, seperated into the black abyss. Fluttershy and Dash prepared their wings, while they took off the platform as their bodies defied gravity. Dash and Flutters landed safely back onto the platform opposite from us, as Dash shouted toward us.

"Guys, it's low gravity.....jump on over here." Dash hollered to us.

We darted off from the platfrom all together, as our bodies slowly drifted in zero gravity .We landed safely onto the larger platform. We were...right back to the same platform from were we started inside this new clown realm. Wait a minute.....something was playing head games with us again. This was like one of those carnival houses of Illusions, where you would walk into one tunnel thinking that you made progress forward, only to find you back from your starting point once again.

We progressed into the balloon textured corridors this time to the right. That was the ticket, since it lead us to a narrow path to the left to some triangular platforms. The triangular platforms defied gravity once again around us, as we persued onward onto a striped flashing platform with two clown textured cubed pillars. Two of the ugly looking demonic balloon demons greeted us with a wave of spewed out black liquid. Small black demons rushed out from the liquid. Twilight and Applejack took care of the little demons, while the rest of us opened fire into the large demonic balloons. We continued onward to a right pathway, only to cross lines into three lightbulb clowns with 20 or so red smiley balloons. Fluttershy and I took them out in unison, to later find a sleeping clown switch after the skirmish. Twilight pressed it, to only awaken three flaming clown heads, where I flung my gore balloons into them. They imploded after the gore chucks crashed into them. A tall pillar located in the center of the platform lowered itself to reveal a clown key. Applejack placed the key within her backpack, to reveal a small narrow lowered wall to the right of us.

The walkway in this path became narrower and narrower with every sharp turn it took. It finally got to the point were we couldn't progress foward due to a dead end, as we turned around to discover the wall behind us was sealed. The girls panicked, as a few bowling pin clown demons shuffled out from the closed wall by unknown causes. Applejack hurled a volley of small kidney grenades into the bowling pin clowns. A opening to the right revealed another walkway, back into the curved pathway that led us into the clown realm once again. We scurried on the pathway, while more small bowling pin clowns shuffled forward to us and clumsily fell into the pitch black abyss. Another curved pathway towered over our heads, as we jumped in zero gravity to rise onto the platform. We looked down after meeting a dead end of the pathway, to reveal a flashing room below us from six stories downward. Fluttershy and Dash leaped off from the building, while they gliding down to the entryway. We darted downward, with higher levels of gravity affecting us after we jumped off. It was still safe enough to land thankfully, as there was still some resistance from low gravity that remained on the bottom floor.

We walked though a corridor of circus textures, to only meet dead end in a room with tortured small bleeding clown statues. A yellow balloon floated upwards by itself to the left of us, as I pressed on upward with the heels of my feet, rising upwards to the ceiling. The girls followed me hereafter, as I leaped into another clown well in front of us. The girls followed right behind me. We were lowered back into the original 'fun' house textured room were the first well that we descended into. We drifted downward to the left of us, on top of the large platform on the well, back into another room where a series of bars seperated us from the ghost town. They lowered into the ground as we traveled back onto the streets.

A demonic balloon grunted in surprised, as a horde of floating clown floated outward from a brick building. I flung a pair of three tied gore balloons to the demonic balloon, as the girls were focused on taking out the translucent floating clowns. Rarity lauched a cluster of rockets into the translucent clowns, where they morphed into the black balloons after they were defeated.

The girls and I were all exausted, as the last of our adrenaline finally depleted from our bodies. We placed our weapons to the side of a building, and I sat down leaning on the wall of an outside brick building. The girls joined me while I did so, and they all huddled in. Rarity was the first to spoke about the fatique that plagued us all.

"Darling, would be possible for all of us to sleep inside of one of these houses? I'm absolutely...depleted of energy...." She whined and huffed to me.

I thought for a minute.....That was a bad idea. This ghost town threw surprises at us from every possible corner we could imagine, and sleeping inside one of these forsaken houses would be a certain death trap to all of us. This wasn't like our previous journey together, where the monsters had to abide to the laws of physics. The clown monsters could shift thought walls, morph from balloons and lightbulbs, and could possibly creep at us from any direction at any given time.

I looked around our surroundings for a place we could rest. I spotted a concave corner in between two brick houses, which we could all possibly rest together. In case anything were to come after us, we'd be compiled together and we would have room to maneuver around for escape. It was best for all of us if we slept outside. I announced to the girls my idea, while they circled around me with their ears alert.

"Girls, it would be best...if we slept outside for some rest. It's not going to be as confortable sleeping on the cold earth, but we can't fuss about luxury here. We can grab some pillows and blankets from a few of the houses, but we're gonna have to make do with what we have. This ghost town is too damn unpredictable, so we should all get some rest together for a few hours..."

The girls all moaned and grumbled, but were forced to agree with me at the idea. I took off my backpack with Applejack, and laid it near us on the side of a brick building. Rarity and Fluttershy, again, dusted off some pillows and blankets from a few old houses. The mattresses were useless from age, as rusted metal springs sprung out of the fabric. We laid the blankets down on the ground on inside corner of the two buildings. We all compiled our weapons near the backpacks and proceeded to lay down on the makeshift bedding. I laid in the middle of the bed sheets. It wasnt confortable, but the fact that we finally have the oppertunity to relax was rewarding enough to me. Fluttershy and Rarity snuggled close to me once again, as the girls grabbed each other while the laid on their sides, for added body warth underneathe the covers. As Fluttershy shifted her eyelids slowly while she rested on my shoulder, I drifted off to the realm of dreams once again.....

The same red haired clown antagonist came in contact with me within my dreams, as he somersaulted toward me from within a black abyss inside the clown realm. He...or should I say...It....spoke to me with great enthusiasm behind it's voice.

"Hiya....Ry...Ry...RYAN! How do you like the place so far? Did you like what I did with the town? Allow me to give you a proper introduction. I am...Pennywise the Dancing Clown. And your....Ryan! So now we know each other!" It said while it took a bow in front of me. I said something to the dancing idiot in response.

"Look, what do you want from us, you schizophrenic ass clown...." Then something rang a bell within my mind. Pennywise the Dancing Clown....from Steven King?

"Wait a minute...I know you. Your from....the imagination of Steven King's IT novels...." What the fuck? From Steven King?Pennywise rose it's hand in response.

"Bingo! Except, I'm real kiddo! I drove the poor man to insanity. I wanted release from that dark prison cell from within his mind....So I tore his personal life apart and broke him down from the inside.....After so many years of captivity of pondering, He finally abided to my plea....So that's when I told him to slit his own throat with a kitchen knife! I was released back into the world once more. AHA! AHA! AHA!"

That's right, he did commit suicide not so long ago from what I recalled back on earth....Pennywise spoke something to me once again.

"Look kiddo, I'm going to have to borrow your friend for.....heck, I guess eternity. She has the energy that I need to thrive off of, so I could feast off of the small children and...Heh...fillies from Equestria. So....I'll make you a deal kiddo. Leave now, and I'll make you and your friend's deaths quick and painless. Choose to stay around in town, and your gonna float with all of the balloons down here. Catcha later bucko!"

Pennywise then shifted his human teeth, into the trademark sharp jagged teeth that he was known for. A swarm of wasps spewed outward from his mouth onto me. He definitely knew about my wasp phobia from that horibble incident many years ago...I have scars on my left forearm from the incident. I heard the sounds of a thousand wasps compiling onto me, and stinging me all at once. The haunting buzzing sound surrounded me as I was caked in a layer of the swarm. I screamed in pain as the venom bloated my body...when......

I woke up back into reality within a cold sweat...as I felt around, checking my body for any traces for hornets and wasps. The girls jumped up from their light sleep, and looked over to me in worry.

"Nightmares again, sweetie?" Fluttershy asked in a groggy state. The girls all jumped up to looked over to me, while I began to speak to the group.

"Yeah, but...now I have insight of Pinkie Pie's kidnapper....He...or I mean...It calls himself Pennywise the Dancing Clown."

"From the Steven King novels!" Twilight said with excitement in response. I continued on.

"Mhm. He escaped from his imaginitive prison cell from within his mind, however. King committed suicide back on Earth if you remember correctly..... Now he's loose inside this ghost town. He....I mean It wants Pinkie Pie....for her unlimited supply of energy that she radiates. After he regains enough strength, it's going to stalk and prey off of the human children and fillies in Equestria. We've got to stop....IT....while we still have time." I announced to the girls.

We all looked to each other in disbelief, but we all had to do something about Pennywise before he...I mean IT...claims more victims. We traveled to a nearby home with boarded windows to find it locked. We searched the houses around us, finally finding an old rusted key that matched the lock to the door. A few flaming clowns peered out of the walls, as they were peppered in a barage of popcorn critters from Twilight.

While searching from house to house, we faced resistance from the clown monsters while finding more popcorn critters. All six of us stumbled into back into a house with circus textured coves, where all of a sudden, the clown key vibrated violently inside Applejacks backpack. She lifted the key out of her bag, while it flew out of her hand and collided into a circus textured wall slot. To the righ of the wall key was another empty key slot. We we off to find another key for the wall, as we glanced outside of one of the windows from where a huge wall blocked off the entire street. We came across another unexplored house. On the second floor, a green swirling vortex floated above a bed. We glanced down to the bed's blankets to see that they were made out unnatural clown materials.

All six of us rematerialized into the clown realm once again, while the air around us filled with heckling laughter. Recessed, hangning pillars emerged painted with Pennywise's grimancing teeh, stood recessed from a circus ceiling as we looked around for the missing clown key. The lower level of the recessed pillars contained a sleeping clown switch, which Dash pressed, as we floated back up aftwards back to the recessed pillar platform. We walked into another violent flashing room, where we saw Twilight Sparkle's childhood doll, Smarty Pants......

The Missing Link

"Smarty Pants!" Twilight shouted in excitement, while she attempted to pick up her childhood doll with her magic.

The childhood doll....disintegrated and dissolved into dust, while Twilight became dumbfounded from the sudden event. She turned her head over to me, with a saddened teary look within her eyes. I reached down to her with a hug, and announced to the group to move forward for the time being. We paced and climbed a abnormally large triangular small flight of stairs, spirling upward. Three portraits of Pennywise were to the right of us, as we walked into a dead end within the top of the triangluar platform's room. A wall to our left of us hastily lowered into the ground, where three demonic balloons grunted to our presense. Twilight took to the scene with her popcorn gun, as a barage of popcorn critters collided into the three balloons. An overhead hallway with a bellowing heartbeat echoed around us as we stepped in.

We peered inward, as we were flanked by a horde of bowling pin clowns and a group of floating translucent demons that glided toward us. I threw a few clown grenades into the room, as Rarity caked the entrance with her gas rocket launcher. After the gas dissolved in the air and the hallway was clear from any more monsters, we made our way into it. The group of us followed a hallway to the right, with more blinding circus colors flashing our way. A demonic clown, with the addition of two clown lightbulbs with two bloodied skulls, scurried around to our presense. After they were cleared from a short term skirmish, a new item rested on a circular balloon textured platfrom....that jolted in a circular motion on it's own.....

The object was roughly about the size of a basketball. It violently shook and rattled within my hands as I picked it up. We felt....a great source of power emerging from the basketball sized object. The round object looked...as if patches of multi colored leather strips where sewn crudely together in a spherical matter. I carefully placed it inside my bag, as it ceased to rattle once in was placed inside the bag. We called it a 'crazy ball', because of how it would shake so violently once you grasped it in your hands.

We ventured into a room with tall pillars with very low gravity, that surrounded the air around us. A few demonic clowns launched their electrostatic balls toward us, while Applejack arced and launched her grenade gore launcher into the small group. One of the severed heads gushed toward us and collided into a Pennywise floor switch, that shifted the pillars around us from were we stood. We jumped onto pillar to pillar, until we met a green swirling vortex from where demonic clowns where attempting to guard us from.

The surroundings looked familiar once more, as we stepped off the bed away from the green vortex. Two smiley balloons blocked the exit to the house, as I took them out with two well placed 5.56 rounds. The walls finally lowered to reveal a daycare center back from the map. We exited the house and made our way to the front gates of the center. Green trees and shrubbery, complete with a series of decaying flowers were located to the sides of us. We looked up into the sign of the daycare center. It read:

Happy Hill Daycare

That sounds like a normal daycare center...right?

We passed though the front gates to the front daycare center, into the main building which had missing large glass windows. A few overturned teddy bears laid on the ground to the right of us. A lightbulb crashed into the ground and morphed into a clown lightbulb, which I took out yet again with a few good placed rounds. The main reception check in/check out room had small colored plastic chairs that were overturned to the sides. The left room contained baby formula, diaper supplies, vasoline jars with baby ointment, and other items you would find common within a daycare center. To the right contained a play waiting room for the parent's kids. A sudden translucent clown floated toward us from the outside. Dash quickly took down the flying monster with a few well placed shotgun shells. We jogged out of the room to the outside, as we spotted another fresh mutilated corpse sitting in the play area. Was this.....a little kid?

As I drew closer to it for examination, a wall opened opposite to the corpse, that lead us into the main play area. A perimeter of plastic chairs along with teddy bears surrounded a spirling clown cylindrical structure. It lowered to reveal three more demonic balloons. Rarity took care of the threats with her gas rocket launcher, as a door opened into the backyard of the play area. We pursued the exit of the play area out of a right gap from inside the fence.

A swarm of clown monsters simutaniously floated and bounced toward us. We released a wall of lead and projectiles into the crowd. One of the opposing gas rockets from a flying metallic skull clown nearly struck Fluttershy. We tumbled out of the way of the smoke, while the gas rockets from Rarity's rocket launcher choked the remaining clown monsters with the rockets propellant. After fending off yet again a second wave of clown monsters, we stood victorious in the aftermath. A wall with Pennywises eyes flashed vigorously......as I heard the same voice from within my dreams back from Equestria.....

"They Float....Float....Float.....Float...." Filled the air around us, then the voice would abruplty shout.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" like a clown would say, honking it's nose at you.

I was almost positive that this was the source from my nightmares....

The clown wall contained an underground opening to the left of us, which led us to a pathway covered in balloons...into another abandoned home. A zero gravity balloon textured room was located to the left of us, with a few ammuntion supplies that we could sure use at the moment. A flamming clown head caught us in surprise, as Twilight unraveled more popcorn critters at the foe. The flamming clown emerged from a large balloon textured room, with an ominous green corrosive liquid dripping to the floor. A small balcony was located from the second story inside the room. To the right of the room was a ascending staircase, that lead us into a confusing room littered with blood filled red ballons and more red smiley balloons. Dash and I caked the room with led, as some balloons released translucent flying clown souls while other balloons imploded in blood. The flashing pathway lead us into the balcony, where we collected a large blue clown soul for Rarity's gas rocket launcher(which also fed off of the clown soul's).

The right path inside the underground tunnel lead us into a small descending platfrom that sunk into the earth. The girls all galloped onto the platform with me, for the fear that if I were to go first, we would be seperated by bars once again. We were lowered into a small maze of hardened intestines, while the sounds of a breeze bellowed around us from the clown realm from where we stood. We followed the maze of intestines inside a room with large cylindrical platforms with low gravity. On one of the platforms beheld a sleeping clown switch embedded inside the wall. Fluttershy pressed the switch, where a series of large razor sharp teeth opened themselves on a wall to reveal another pathway. The teeth on both sides contained two beaconing eyes, that shifted from all sides to view the enviorment.

We traveled inside the pink tubular pathway into a larger intestine room, that also contained low gravity. I sprung up from the moist ground with the girls, to view only a large tall black maze guarding the second clown key that we sought after. A large clown lightbulb grunted to our presense, and launched a series of molten hot rock balls toward us. We dodged the ball in low gravity. as the concussive shockwave from the blast drove us to the top of the maze's hedge walls. I flung a trio of gore balloons into the lightbulb clown, where it shattered and disappeared into the maze below. We strafed and shifted our bodies sideways to the dead center of the maze, where the clown key stood on a hill of triangular platforms. I pocketed the key, as we made our way back to the entrance of the large intestine room, back into the descending platform to lower itself back into the ground once again.

Before we left the large intestinal room however, I glanced at a poster of a strange man, with a crazy ball floating above him. He reached for the ball in the poster. The ball looked as if it was erupting in a color explosion. Along the side on the ball within the poster was an unidentifiable writing of some sort.

A house that contained the sleeping clown switch had to be activated in order for us to travel back into the streets. As we made our way into the last house looking for the switch, a freshly mutilated corpse launched itself out of one room, knocking me over to the ground in full force. The girls panicked and helped me regain my posture from the sudden event, as in the meantime we were ambushed by a trio of flaming clowns. Twilight took care of the ambush with a barage of flying popcorn critters. We finally located the clown switch, as I heard the wall lower itself into the ground from an opened window.

We were back outside on the streets once more, as we retraced our steps into the house that required the second missing clown key. A fresh pair of smiley balloons greeted us back into the room, while I squeezed off a few rounds of the M16 directly into the grinning faces of the foes. A wall of bars lowered themselves into the ground outside of the house, as we stepped out to venture into the new area......

The Fair Grounds

This new area contained....A series of Concession circus colored game stands located to the left and right of us, as we walked onward onto the streets.

The first concession stand to the right of us contained a cluster of large lightbulb clowns that were alerted to our presense. I tossed a clown grenade while Rarity launched a volley of gas rockets into the clowns. We were ambushed from all sides because of the commotion from a horde of more monsters. We were flanked by bloodied skulls, flamming clowns, and small flying metallic clown skulls. We merged into our defensive circular perimeter, as we unleased our weapons into the monsters.

After 15 minutes of intense skirmishing, we peered back into the right stand from where the lightbulb monsters emerged from. The first right concession game stand contained two targets that had bulleyes. The objectives of the game were placed on a stand near the left of us. If you stuck both bulleyes, you were rewarded with a crazy ball. If you missed however, the crazy ball would vanish from reality back into the clown realm. The prized crazy ball was located at the back of the stand, that was out of our reach for the time. Fluttershy and I decided to give it a shot, to aim at and strike the bullseyes simultaneously to try to win the crazy ball. I spoke some advice to Fluttershy, while I aligned my iron sights to the center mass of the target. I rested my rifle on the concession stand along with her 10/22.

"Ok Flutters...take your time. We only have one chance at striking center mass. Remember, aim small, miss small. Squeeze the trigger after you exhale...and control your breathing. We have all the time in the world to make this shot count, so take your time...." I told her to relieve some pressure from the situation.

"Ok...sweetie...." She said in return. After spending two long minutes of controlled breathing and holding steady, we squeezed off our rounds in unison. I struck the bullseye, just barely striking it off to the far left outside of the bullseye. Fluttershy hit the target dead center, as the crazy ball lowered itself from the platform.

"Woohoo! Way to go!" Cheered the group from behind us. Applejack rushed over to the crazy ball and placed it in her backpack.

"Good job sweetheart." I told Fluttershy warmly. She blushed with a response.

"Thanks sweetie..." She grinned in shyness back to me.

Parallel to the left front side of the concession game stand, stood another type of 'fun' house with a platform. We stepped onto the platform, as it lowered underneathe from our feet. The large room that we were lowered into, contained a series of cylindrical platforms, with the familiar low gravity inside the room with balloons floating all over the place. A large demonic balloon along with a translucent floating clown grunted at us. Twilight and Applejack unleashed their projectiles into the monsters. In the aftermath of the firefight, we bounced from pillar to pillar to reach another sleeping clown switch at the peak of the pillars. We regrouped onto the descending platform to be lifted up back to the fair grounds.

The next area to the right of us, contained a series of platforms with pillars emerging from a steaming pool of the ominous multi colored liquid. A demonic balloon from the far end released a series of dark energy projectiles toward us. Rarity responded with a group of rockets from her gas rocket launcher. Dash spoke up to the group.

"Hey, tall guy, see that sleeping clown switch over there?" She pointed with her hoof to the opposite side of the steaming multi colored pool. She proposed a challenge to me.

"I betcha I can fly to that switch and press it under ten seconds flat." She said boastfully. I came up with my own response.

"Go ahead, I'll time ya..." I told her and rolled my eyes, as she prepared her wings for flight.

She took off from the ground and darted in flight over to the sleeping clown switch. She pressed it with her front hoof, and sprung off from the opposite wall all the way back to us. I timed her at 8 seconds, but told her a different response just to playfully piss her off.

"Uhh....12 seconds Dash." I told her, while the girls giggled. She looked in shock over to me.

"What! I timed it at 8 seconds!" She stomped her hoof in anger, while....she thought for a minute over her seriousness over something that really didnt matter. She gave me a playful punch in the arm while saying something in response to me.

"Oh, I see what you did there." She smirked at me, while I gave her a playful brush with my hand on her mane.

The fun house to the right, contained another flashing type of 'fun' house. Perhaps it was a continuation of the previous fun house. This house contained a maze however, and without low gravity, we were forced to venture through it. The maze contained only a few monsters, with the addition of useful supplies for us, but that was about it.

The third and final fun house to the right contained a curved pathway of textured balloons, where I lead the girls inward first. As we made our way into the large room located inside the fun house, a wall slammed behind us. A horde of bloodied skulls with more smiley balloons charged at us, while I threw a grenade into the room for clearance. Applejack took care of the surviving monsters, as we all looked around inside our new enviorment.

This fun house was like a tribute to Pennywise, where one of his large gaping eyes pertruded from a wall with his own row of burning candles. An entryway was located to the left of us that we decided to venture inwards first. We walked inside the colorful walls, only to play an optical illusion with our minds once again. We stood from a second story opening back into the tribute room, which was impossible since there was no staircase or any possible way of walking into the second story opening inside the fun house. We tried our luck with another balloon textured curved hallway on the ground floor, only to appear back on the second story once again. Thankfully, the balloon textured room lead into a curved balcony, which contained a pressure floor switch.

A severed arm darted out of a dark crevase, while Applejack stomped on the arm and imploded in blood. The ground balloon textured room revealed another open wall, where we decided to investigate onward into. This lead us into another room with triangular platforms, while a few bowling pin clowns and more floating clown skulls grunted to our presense.
We took them out and climbed the triangular platfroms onto another pathway on the second story. Following this path lead us into a room with large floating clown lightbulbs with a single large demonic balloon. Twilight peppered the demons with her popcorn gun, while Dash located and pressed on a sleeping clown switch. We retraced our steps out out from the confusing illusional fun house, to finally travel into the right funhouse for the last sleeping clown switch.

The final funhouse was pretty plain, other than the face there was a large narrow blocked in maze in front of us. As we jogged into the maze in unison, we walked back into a direct pathway into the clown realm once again. Waves of smiley balloons advanced from the black abyss while bowling pin clowns bounced over towards us. Dash, Fluttershy, and I used our light weaponry for the balloon onslaught. Applejack took care of the ground bowling pin clowns with her gore grenade launcher. The small island we were on, contained a lower room with the last sleeping clown switch, with it's own tribute of burning candles.

At the end of the street containing the fairgrounds, contained a humongous circus tent. The top of the roofless tent read the sign:

The IT PIT

To the left of the entrance read a small wooden sign read:

Enter The IT PIT
All are Welcome!
Admission Price: Your Soul

We marched forward into the topless tent, as the yellow tinted sky swirled around us.....to finally meet face to face with the evil that contained Pinkie Pie........

A Royal Greeting To Our Escort Back Home

We rematerialized....back onto the street from the beginning of our journey, into this god forsaken ghost town. The invisible wall barrier was now gone due to the death of Pennywise. We walked together in unison, on the long narrow pathway only to be greeted by Celestia and an escort of royal guards along our way. She strolled on the road toward us, as a group of armed humans and royal guards marched forward into the ghost town, just to make sure the area was safe and clear for the princess. Celestia stepped off from her carriage and sprinted toward us, as we all stood together from this long, exausting trip.

"My friends! All of Ponyville and Equestria were in deep worry about your departure to find Pinkie Pie. We learned about your location from a local taxi driver......Are you all safe and sound?" She asked, while she eyed us over in concern. Twilight was the first to speak up from the group.

"Yes Princess, were all safe now....." Twilight said exhaustingly. The princess remarked another statement in response.

"All seven of you, please allow me to escort you to my carriage....I can tell that you are all worn from your excruciating journey to find Pinkie Pie. I can see she is now safe." Celestia trotted in front of us and used her magic to open the carriage door. We placed all of our belongings into the storage compartments of the carriage. We huddled together on the soft, red plush elongated seats located inside over to one side of the carriage. Celestia climbed into the other side, and then pursued to speak to us.

"My friends, tell me about your journey to find Pinkie pie..." Celestia questioned, while the girls were too fatigued to respond to her. They leaned and rested their heads to the inner walls of the carriage. I spoke to the princess, recounting every little detail about our journey together. The carriage bumped on the dirt road as the ghost down vanished from our sights, as Celestia unconditionally listened to every word spoken by my mouth.

"So...these popcorn critters and clown artifacts are still with you, Ryan?" She asked curiously, while I almost completely forgot about the objects that we've placed inside the storage compartment of the carriage. I rested my body backwards onto the confortable plush, as Rarity and Fluttershy both leaned their heads on both of my shoulders. Their eyelids drifted downwards.

"Yeah, but I was thinking about donating the materials we collected from our journey to a local museum in Ponyville...To prove that our journey really existed for older and younger generations." I told her in response, as the carriage drew closer to Celestia's castle. Most of Ponyville's citizens waited for our return. Celestia thought about my proposal, and decided to make arrangements accordingly.

"I shall arrange the materials to be transported to the local museum as soon as possible. They will be displayed under a glass case with descriptions encrypted on a golden plaque. You may all rest in my castle for tonight, so that you shall not be disturbed by the journalist of Ponyville. Thank you for all that you've done for us, Ryan....For your bravery and true courage shines a blinding light in the path of darkness. Your journey will also be echted, detail by detail, into the halls of Equestrian history." She blushed over to me with a kiss on the cheek. I returned a warm hug to her.
It was a high honor, apparently, to recieve such a kiss from member of higher power in Ponyville. At this point, I could care less about social statuses. I was looking forward to a long peroid of undisturbed rest and peace of mind.

Celestia stepped out of the carriage, as a wall of royal guards blocked and controlled the citizens of ponyville from lunging towards us. Bright flashes from cameras, while crowds of humans and ponies cheered in unison as we all withdrew from the carriage to follow the princess. The wooden gates opened, as we followed the princess to a shared bedroom of supreme quality beds and plush pillows. The girls dragged their hooves into bed, while Fluttershy and I shared a bed together. She curled up to me, as I wrapped my right arm around her. She began to speak softly into my ear.

"Thank you....for saving Pinkie Pie for us.....I knew we couldn't do it without your help...." She pecked me on the cheek and kissed my lips, while I returned some affection back to her. My eyes drifted into a heavy sleep, as the whispers were no longer present to haunt me in my dreams. This was the first peaceful night of sleep that I've savored for a long time.

The next day dawned on us, as the humans and royal guards set up demolition teams around the abandoned ghost town.

Reports from the Ponyville Express and news reports told us about the outcome of the ghost town. It was demolished into smithereens, to assure no other evil influences could escape from the clown realm. The Ponyville Museum finally opened months up with our recollection of belongings. Trixie worked as the spokesperson and tour guide for the traveling visitors that ventured into the museum. We looked around inside the museum, to see an terrarium of small popcorn critters inside a heat controlled enviorment. They crawled around, squeaked and grunted from inside the terrarium. The crazy ball from my backpack stood under a square display case, as I looked inward with Fluttershy on my side.

A group of ponies rushed over to me for my autograph. Inside the group was Lyra, who bounced up and down from my hero status. She smiled and hugged me, while I talked to her and traced my hand on a sheet of paper for her; She requested akwardly instead of my autograph. She took off, giggling like a little school girl.

Life continued on peacfully in Ponyville until one day...Fluttershy asked me a question reguarding our relationship together. We sat together insider her cottage at the dinner table one evening, when her question threw me off guard.

"Um....Ryan? Will....you.....um.....Marry me?" She asked shyly while she looked away blushing.

A female, proposing to a male? What? I was dumbstuck and bewildered by the question. I returned to her with a heart warming response, not really knowing what to say.

"Fluttershy......Of coarse I will Marry you." I returned to her. She bursted with tears of joy as she kissed me. I was still bewildered by the fact....a female proposed to me, which was unheard of back on Earth. She told all of her friends about the proposal later in the month. Rarity made one of the most beautiful wedding gowns ever to be seen in Ponyville for her. We were later married inside Celestia's castle. Other than that, I'll go into more details maybe some other time in another writing.

This is my conclusion....for this has been our cumbersome journey together. Perhaps one day, evil will return to stalemate us....However, be sure that all of us will be prepared ahead of time for whatever challenges are thrown in our way.....Our journey together has renewed us all in spirit and in hope....Even if evil might attempt to dismantle us all in the very end.

But, I will leave you with this one message. If you choose to stay strong within your willpower and to choose whatever's right in the end...To live life with honorable morals to be pure and true.....you will always triumph over the influences of darkness and pure evil.....

.....Vergiss Uns Nicht

Author's Note

This fanfic is dedicated to Shitbag's Circus 2 doom mod. Unlike Unloved 2, where I suggest you play along while you read....I do not recommend you play along as you read this. Circus 2 is an extremely long playthough, and it would take you several days if you chose to play along and read. Also, the gameplay will also spoil some of the chapters from within the fic. There might be a few grammatical and spelling errors from time to time within the fic, but be assured that I will fix anything through my read through.

I focused on the main theme in this sequal, on what is our deep rooted fears are in living beings and in society. When compared to Unloved, where the main theme within that story was about bonds and rediscovering what's true within ourselves. This fanfic had alot less character dialog and more action sequences on purpose. I wanted the reader to paint the images of the surroundings and the enviroment within their minds, so it felt like they're actually experiencing the horror with us as the story progressed. It is true, I really do have a wasp phobia, from an incident from when I was younger. Now, I am not deathly afraid of bees, I dont mind honey bees and bumble bee's, but I can't stand wasps and hornets.

The story went, when I was younger, I climbed over a broken rail fence from within a park to look for some frogs and turtles. I loved capturing frogs and turtles when I was younger, since I raised two turtles and released them back into the wild years ago. My hand grasped onto a broken guard rail, where a hive of hornets swarmed out and stung me simutaniously all over my body. I couldn't let go of the guard rail, since my muscles inside my body became locked and paralyzed from shock. One of my friend's sisters came over to witness this when I was screaming, as she ran over to my mother. After I was stung up in the process (thankfully it was just a small nest located inside the guard rail), She pulled me over the fence and carried me over to our blue van. I couldn't see out of my right eye, since it was bloated from venom. I still have scars from the hornets from my arms and body....

Now, the question is....Will I do a third story to make it a trilogy? Maybe, but not for a while. I'm still looking for a job near from where I currently live, since I can't find any damn work out there. In the meantime, this is how I found the time to write and publish these fanfics. I just might do a third story to this, as I am helping a brazilian doomer with a horror wad like I've never seen before. If you google "Mindfuck doom wad", you'll come across a very sinister doom mod being developed in progress as of now. I'm currently working on the project with a guy named 'Ravick', where I would throw in ideas and volenteered to playtest the wad in the beta stages. He's pushing for a full release around in October, hopefully around halloween. But, in the meantime, you can watch gameplay footage on youtube of the wad here:

Be sure to check my page once in awhile, or send me any messages for comments or requests. I might do another story based on that wad to make it a three part sequel, or I might do something of a fanfic of the Exmortis series in the near future....

The Pit of Bottomless Evil

My heart pounded in my chest, as we drew closer and closer to the IT Pit. A large clown soul located in front of the entrance was absorbed into Rarity's gas rocket launcher. We stumbled onward to a shoe box size entrance that led into the IT pit, which made it impossible for any of us to enter. However, as we got closer, the tiny entrance suddenly expanded to our height, which revealed a wooden door to the IT pit. A series of translucent floating clowns charged out of the main entrance of the IT pit, and darted toward us. They were mowed down by Twilight's popcorn gun, as we paced to the main entrance of the pit.

A strait path made of wooden planks stood before us, as the walls that surrounded the wooden planks were completely pitch black. The girls trembled in nervousness, as we all felt an overwhelming evil presense swipe over us stronger than ever before. The narrow wooden plank path decsended downward, as we cautiously steeped onward. The path was completely cut off that led into a lower floor, which from above, we could see a small burning candle on a dirt floor. We dropped down in unison to the dirt floor of the pit, only to reveal a room that was god awfully disturbing to all of us.....

The walls....were made of clay with decaying clown heads that were embedded into the walls. It looks as if, the poor clown souls faced a horrible death before being casted into the walls of clay. Some of the facial expressions of the clowns were contorted and distraught. More candles lit up the horrid walls before us, as we followed a row of candles descending downward into the pit. We made our way halfway down the descending staircase, to the left which lead us into a small room with a Pennywise statue. I picked up the Pennywise statue with my right hand, and forcefully threw it into a wall, which made the clown statue splatter violently in gore and blood. We heard a painful scream bellow throughout the walls, from Pennywise himself....

We knew that we were getting closer. A series of bars moved downward at the base of the staircase.

We jogged into a curved pathway of the flustering clown walls, to reveal a small clay tribute room of stationary bloodied skulls, pillars of burning red candles, and fresh piles of human entrails skattered all over the floors. Some of the red candles floated in mid air, swaying upwards and downwards around the bloodied skulls. The human entrails lead us into a narrow corridor of decaying clown heads, where we persued onward into. We paced downward into a spirling pathway, deeper and deeper into the clay pit.

After 5 minutes of nauseously strolling downwards, all six of us stumbled into a dim clay pathway, with a right room and a left room down a small hall. The right room inside this hall, contained another uneasy sight for all of us. A hanging dark pink encrusted human silhouette, hung from a wall. A perimeter of red candles were neatly placed around the poor soul trapped inside the pink webbing. Another pink hanging human figure was located to a left room from us, where it looked like the human trapped inside effortlessly tried to escape from the pink encrusted cocoon. At the end of the hall, contained two red candles, to behold the largest clown monster we have ever seen on our journey together......

A humongous, 20 foot tall bowling pin clown bounced around withn a room with more human pink encrusted cucoons. This gave us a better look in detail, of what the smaller bowling pin clowns looked like. The thing attempted to hop toward us effortlessly, but with no luck since...we gazed in horror at the monster from inside a narrow clay hallway that it thankfully couldn't fit through. We would be swallowed hole if we even made an attempt to go inside the room with the monster, as its giant bloodied pirhana like teeth chattered to us, while blood flung outward from the bottom heart protrusion of the base of this abomination.

We backed away from the room of this giant monster, while I thought up a plan to take this thing down. Applejack and I had two crazy balls ready for use, that appeared in my mind as a idea to take down this thing. I told the group about how we can defeat this large monstrosity, that blocked our path to finding Pinkie Pie....

"Girls, I have an idea. Applejack, take out that crazy ball from your backpack....." I told Applejack while the girls intentionally listened.

"Sure thing sugarcube..." She responded, while she placed her gore grenade launcher on the ground as she reached in her backpack.

I remembered envisioning back in the first maze we stumbled opon, of that poster of the odd looking man with a crazy ball that floated in mid air around him. She gently placed the crazy ball onto my hands, while the ball vibrated and shook violently as I held it. The girls marched behind me, as I shuffled closer to the room with the giant clown monster waiting for us chattered more violently. I rolled the crazy ball like a bowling ball toward the giant monster with two hands, as we saw the true power of what the crazy ball could do.....

A series of clicking sound mechanisms activated inside the crazy ball, as it slowly rolled near the giant monster. A series of bright flashing lights, with molten party confetti sharpnel sprung out of the crazy ball in all directions. The monster retreated into a heart like shell, like you would see a turtle do if it was scared of a predator. The monster screamed in pain, as this was the chance to make our move into the room. We located a small pathway inside the pink cucoon room. After a good minute, the crazy ball detonated. The giant monster retreated out of its calloused heart shell and bounced toward us. Rarity was almost devoured as she launched herself foward into the next room with us. A clay wall with dusty clown heads collasped behind us, trapping the large bowling pin monster inside the room behind us indefinitely.

A translucent floating clown grumbled to our presense inside the new clay room from where we all stood. Twilight peppered the monster with her popcorn critters, as it imploded over near a small burning candle. The room contained a stream of the steaming multi colored fluid, which flowed into unknown territory. We followed the stream into a room containing a rotting clown head switch, surrounded by more human pink encrusted cocoons with more floating red candles. This activated a series of burning clown heads along with more floating translucent floating clowns. Rarity took the group out with a volley of gas rockets.

After the gas dissipated in the stagnant air around us, we ventured into the room where the clowns emerged from. More clown souls and ammunition for our weapons awaited for us, as there was nothing else of much use for us in there. We were forced to retrace our steps backwards into the crumbled clay pathway of the large, bowling pin clown.

The clay blockaid cleared itself due to the abomination chomping a small opening to try to reach us. Smaller bowling pin clowns charged from the room containing the giant bowling pin clown. Fluttershy took out the advancing little monsters with her 10/22, as Dash unloaded a full magazine into the giant bowling pin clown. As the giant clown retreated again into the calloused heart shell, we ducked underneathe the small opening and dashed to the right of the cucoon room. It contained a perimeter of floating candles around a wooden well. The giant monster pursued behind us, as we were forced to jump inward inside the mysterious well....

We floated down into the main area of the IT pit, which was located inside the heart of the clown realm. A million screaming imprisoned clown souls filled the air around us, while we lifted our feet in low gravity, to land on a series of platforms. The largest demonic floating balloon we ever seen, slowly shifted to us while we froze in horror.

This ballon was unique looking compared to all of the other demonic balloons we encounters. Its right eye located on the red surface, was fuzed together as if someone crudely melted it's eyelids shut together. Its left eye shifted sideways on the surface of it's grotesque looking appearance. The mouth lifelessly gaped opened, with a row of decaying teeth and molded tounge lodged in the back of it's throat. The projectiles and rounds we shot at it.....did nothing as it slowly shifted onward to us. I panicked as I shouted a plan to the girls, who painstakingly fired more useless projectiles, as the humongous monster's rubber skin deflected the projectiles.

"Girls! Float right behind me! We're going to have to make a run from this thing!" I hollered to the group, while I shifted my body up, landing onto platform after platform in the dim abyss. A giant Pennywise wall with a gaping mouth, spewed hundreds of red smiley balloons toward us. I tossed grenade after grenade, trailing behind us as the colorful sharpnel stuck dozens of smiley balloons. We landed onto a final platform to the left, which lead into a colorful curved hallway of stripes with a yellow background. The hallway ended in a red tinted room with two crazy balls, blocked by the unpassable steaming multicolored fluid. In the base of the fluid inside the room, stood a circular perimeter of pillars with candles, with a pitch black hole dead center. A series of tortured clown souls floated upward into the hardened intestine ceiling. The souls grimanced hollow facial features. Fluttershy and Dash flew over the steaming liquid, to shoulder their weapons and grabbed the crazy balls with their hooves.

They regrouped as we continued out of the room. The humogous demonic balloon slowly shifted toward us yet again. We darted to the right of the Pennwise wall, into a small ascending pathway of rotted clown clay platforms. The unique demonic balloon vanished back into the black abyss, as it conceded from it's search to find us. A new series of interconnection clay rotting clown platforms curved onward into the black abyss. We can sense that we were getting closer to Pinkie Pie. Our giant humogous foe appeared from the right of the platform once more, as the girls trailed in low gravity following my path. A familiar soulsphere floated towards us. Applejack lifted the flap from her backpack to place it in.

At the end of the path, contained a series of gigantic ascending steps illuminated with red candles. We trailed from step to step pursuing upwards. A large rotted clown textured platform was in location of the top of the giant steps, while a large balcony of a crudely made flat floating pentagram with hovering candles.......contained Pinkie Pie weeping in the center mass of the structure. Her body was deteriorating from the lack of sleep and deprived nutrients. You could clearly see her skeletal stucture though her thin layer of skin. She looked extremely.....gaunt and starved. The girls shouted in anguish as they rushed over to help her.

"Pinkie! Oh sweet Celestia, Ryan! She's dying!" Twilight shouted in distress over to me, as all of the girls panicked in unison. A million thoughts raced through my head, until an idea emerged to save Pinkie Pie......

I thought about the soulsphere in Applejack's backback. I hastily opened the flap on the backpack, and charged over to Pinkie Pie's deprived twitching body. The soulsphere collided into her body, filling the crevases of her skin as it morphed back into a healthy plump pink. Her body mass started to regenerate once again back to her healthy normal figure, as she became conscience to our presense there. She sprung up from the floating pentagram island, and pursued to hug her friends. Her friends group hugged her as she returned to normal once again.

"Hey guys! Whew! Thanks for saving me! Oh Celestia.....

Pennywise was horrible to me.....He kept feasting on my energy in order for him to survive. I was trapped inside this gooey, sticky pink stuff where I couldn't move a single muscle. Thank Celestia that you guys are here......

Oh No....."

Pinkie Pie looked in distress, as the life from her energetic face drained from color as she looked from behind us.

A balloon texture wall opened up as we drew nearer to Pinkie, that we chose to ignore, revealed a pink fleshy encased room.

Inside one of the walls, emerged Pennywise the Dancing Clown, that evolved into a 20 foot tall giant suddenly before our eyes. He bellowed in anger toward us with pure hatred.

"You little shitheads! You've ruined everything! Now...I shall feast on your souls!" He bellowed aloud, that rattled the island platform like an earthquake. He stomped forward to consume us all.....

"Fluttershy! Dash! The crazy balls!" I shouted to the horrified gazed girls, while their survival switches activated inside their heads to snap out of their trance.

Fluttershy and Dash lifted the crazy balls over their heads and hurled them over to the feet of Pennywise. Waves of colorful sharpnel sparked in all directions. Pennywise launched a stary projectile directly towards me. The projectile hit me dead center of my chest, flying me backwards in low gravity as I almost trampled into the black abyss below....

Fluttershy caught me in mid air, while Pennywise shrieked in agonizing pain from the crazy ball's spewing molten hot confetti. The balls deflated, as less confetti slowly shot into the air around Pennywise. The balls transformed into a steaming black mass. Pennywise uncovered his arm from over his eyes and pursued toward us in bloodied rags of a clown suit. We unleased hell from our weapons, as Pennywise was severly weakened from the two crazy balls. My M16s bolt locked open, as the other girl's weapons became depleted as well. After the gas from Rarity's launcher cleared, we could see our antagonist trembling in weakness.

Pennywise stumbled onto the ground, as I shot his legs out with my M16A1. The rounds severed the width of his legs. He fell inwards face planting into the rotted clown clay ground floor. He puked out large chunks of rotten flesh with a waterfall of blood. He drifted his head upward to us, as he supported his weak body with his two arms....

"Ugh, how could this be?

You fools....

I am eternal....

I am Immortal.....

You cannot kill true evil......I will continue to terrorize you all in your dreams. Im your worst nightmare...come true! I will feast on your souls, as you all perish into dust....." His body began to dematerialize. I reached in my backpack to unreveal the Colt 1911, and handed it over to Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie Pie pressed the end of the barrel onto Pennywise's temple, where he was too weak to resist or to fight back. I glanced over to Pinkie, and asked for any final words.

"Any last words, Pinkie?" I asked Pinkie Pie, where the hammer of the 1911 cocked slowly backwards to strike the firing pin, as Pinkie slowly squeezed on the trigger.

"Yeah...Party's Over!" She jerked the trigger which struck the firing pin inside the 1911.

A large fireball blast from the 1911's muzzle singed Pennywises deteriorating red wirey hair. A single .45 ACP round tumbled inside the encased clown skull of Pennywise, leaving a grapefruit sized hole on the other side of his skull. Dark brainmatter with the addition of multicolored fleshy gore flung out from out of his head onto the rotting clown clay floor. A thousand escaping clown souls rushed and floated outward from Pennywises body, while they whispered and floating upwards into the sky.The souls whispered thankfully for their release from the wretched monster. They vanished into thin air, as our enviorment remained unchanged inside the clown realm. The clown realm abyss still contained the hollow breeze of the void, as we floated downward from the platforms with Pinkie.

We retraced our steps, from the long narrow clay pathway all the way back onto the triagular platforms, which lead us into a swirling green vortex on a circular island, surrounded by a circular formation of candles. Piles of gore and gibblets rematerialized and exploded from thin air, which made us jump slightly. All in unison, we connected our arms together, to step into the green portal....for the last and final time during this long journey together.....