Tawny's Spooky House Of Nightmares

I took each step upstairs slower than the last. I didn't feel like myself at all, scratch that entirely.

I had no idea who I even was!

Tawny claimed that I'm a filly.

Yet I feel hollow.

As if I slept a thousand years.

My body ached.

My head throbbed.

Everything was numb.

I felt so cold.

Catching my breath at the top of the stairs, I nearly toppled over on the sleek wooden floor in exhaustion. My body was on fire from just a few little steps, dragging my limp hooves to the old door of the house, I noticed a neatly folded note placed on the floor.

As if left for me to find.

Daintily unraveling the cream-colored paper, I read the message left behind.

“Oh hello.

Behind this door lies a nightmare.

I crafted it just for you!

I hope you have so much fun!

If you get bored, beyond lies four more doors.

Each will keep you entertained and cozy!

Please don't go any further, I haven't renovated anything else yet.

This house host's over a thousand doors!

I think?

Honestly, I don't really know…

Anyway, jus-just go.

Love, Tawny.

P.S. Huggles and Kisses! “

I weakly placed the note at my side in awkward silence. My strength slowly returning to my frail damaged body, eyes lifting up the splintered door frame to a golden knob. Taking one last deep breath I lifted up to my hooves, twisting the knob I entered the first nightmare.

What horrible creatures awaited!?

What unspeakable evil would I witness!?

Pink.

The whole room was a bright pastel pink color. Delicate violet sheets were neatly spread across the top of a tiny girlish bed, the hem of the sheets decorated with cute white frill. The scent of strawberries tickled my muzzle, I couldn't help myself but giggle.

Plush toys of anything imaginable lined the corner wall in an adorable fashion, in the center of the room was a simple tiny yellow table, set up for a Tea Party.

There were three seats in all, one claimed by a fuzzy plush unicorn with button eyes. One open for myself, which I easily slid into with a sensation of warmth washing over my whole body.

I fit like a glove in the tiny space, nestled perfectly in the center of my seat.

Perhaps I was just a child?

Everything seemed so much bigger suddenly, the whole room towering over myself with absolute ease. A sense of fear digging into my soul at the thought of being alone and so small, but at odds with a growing sense of youth and adventure.

I didn't need to be afraid, I was just a filly.

I had my whole life ahead of me, time enough to become stronger.

Giggling I reached forward for a large plate of snacks placed on the table. Beside the snacks was a pink-tinted tea kettle, begging to be played with properly. My eyes glancing over frosted cupcakes, glazed donuts, and even delectable muffins.

Yet before I could grab a yummy rose-colored donut, a purple fluffy spider fell down from the ceiling. I let out a feminine squeal of surprise, noticing after a few seconds it was connected to a thread of string.

I tried to hold back my laughter, the spider even sported a pair of large googly eyes.

Tawny was right.

This place did make me feel nice and cozy.

An urge to play with my Plushie filled my mind, I was starting to feel more alive.

I could have a quick Tea Party.

Pretend to be a lovely princess.

Just for an hour or so.

I was in no hurry.

After all, that old creepy door to the right was very spooky.

And I was in no hurry to be scared.