Tawny's Spooky House Of Nightmares

My head was on fire!

Figuratively of course.

Everything around the vicinity was spinning out of control as if the world itself was about to end. My hooves wouldn't stop quivering no matter how hard I tried, the air was stagnant as a stench of mold clung firmly to the air.

My eyes couldn't quite focus on my surroundings. Most of anything I could make out were blotches or fuzzy odd shapes. With a few calming inhales of air, I found my eyesight returning this odd place finally being revealed.

It was weirdly enough just a simple old house. Sure the living room I found myself in was dusty and old, but besides the portrait of a kitten hanging on the wall above the fireplace, it was perfectly normal.

I massaged my hooves over the scarlet feminine rug below. My mind running across the possibilities of where I found myself, the last thing I remember honestly was a blinding light.

Followed by the icy grip of silence.

“You're dreaming.” The cute melody of a filly's voice rang out from upstairs.

The gentle clicking of tiny hooves edging ever closer. Soon a lavender-colored little unicorn came into full view, her eyes a dark midnight blue hue that seemed to sparkle like the heavens. She had curly dark violet curls that framed her angelic features, hugging a tiny plushie of an Ursa Minor in her hooves.

“You're a filly?” I spoke up confused feeling my muzzle scrunch.

“You're one to talk.” She scoffed cutely before somehow phasing downstairs to my side.

I looked down to my hooves in somber silence. All I could make out was inky darkness, no defining features or color of my coat at all. The odd unicorn softly placing her hoof over my own, my heart slowing to a calm rhythm.

“I can't see my hooves,” I spoke in a frightened whisper, on second thought even my voice didn't sound familiar at all.

“You've been sleeping for so long.” The unicorn gave my hoof a squeeze.

“But don't worry it'll all come back to you soon! I can also assure you, that you're indeed a filly just like me!” She giggled sweetly bouncing off towards the fireplace.

“I'm a filly?” I asked quizzically with a loud snort.

Honestly, I had no idea if I was simply a child. I didn't feel like a filly, not that I even knew how that would feel. In fact, I really didn't feel like anything, as if I were just a leaf floating upon a still silent lake.

“If you're not, then what you're wearing is ridiculous!” The filly giggled as a massive blaze erupted from the fireplace wildly.

“Who are you!?” I felt a surge of unease rush over my body.

“Tantabus, but you can call me Tawny if you'd like,” Tawny spoke in a sweet tender tone, her horn lighting up in an ocean blue color to stoke the fire with magic.

“Aren't you a monster created for punishment?” I bit my lower lip in growing terror.

“Amongst other things, though I achieve no pleasure from others suffering.” Tawny turned to face me with a bright cozy smile.

“You're not Evil or Monstrous?” I spoke up trying my best to keep a brave front.

“We're all those things if we choose to be.” Tawny sighed under her breath.

“The simple act of understanding is a powerful thing, though I fear nopony truly appreciates it anymore.” Tawny shrugged before turning to me with a giggle.

“You do this to other ponies?” I asked with a hint of confusion.

“Nope, but you're special.” Tawny stepped forward slowly.

“Sleeping in silence and so very sad. I had to bring you here, offer some kindness, of a loving hoof.” Tawny lunged forward, I could just squeak in surprise as she embraced me in an extra tight hug.

“Why?” I whispered softly, feeling my cheeks burn brightly.

“You're just a filly, filly's make mistakes.” Tawny broke the embrace as her ears flickered cutely.

“Phst, I'm being called away by my mommy!” Tawny rolled those vibrant eyes.

“Mommy?” I tilted my head confused.

“Mm-hmm! This is a nightmare realm foremost, so please do be careful!” Tawny giggled playfully ruffling my mane.

“I've set up the first five rooms…” She flaunted a hoof upstairs to a large wooden door.

“By definition, they need to be spooky, ooooo!” Tawny burst into giggles her ears folded back, making a sweet imitation of a ghost.

“Though between us, I hate that! So have fun and stay safe, but please don't go any further!” Tawny flicked her ears again in growing annoyance.

“I'm coming, Momma!” She blew a loud raspberry to the air.

Before I could ask anything at all. She darted off towards the wall at a blinding pace, sinking into the surface in a pool of inky shadows. Then I was alone once more, the house full of silence and somber uncertainty.

The only thing to keep me company...

Five doors.

Five rooms.

Five nightmares.