Distress: Solicitude

Ophelia had dropped on the floor. She used her left hoof to scratch the back of her head. It was dark in the room once she opened her eyes. Got up and shivered with no light.

“I must find my way out of this hole.” She looked up knowing it was a long journey down. Voices creep with whispers in her ears. She walked slowly forward and hit a wall on her forehead. It was too dark to see. She headed to a path to the right and hoped it led somewhere. There it was standing; another pony was there.

“Help me.” she cried. “This place is no longer Equestria.” Her eyes were shut tight.

Ophelia walked forward to that noise and saw a bright figure. She walked towards it very slowly. The pony turned around with no head and screamed. Ophelia turned to the left and ran. The ghost followed the noise. A few more steps and Ophelia trip on something. The lights turned on as the dead corpse was bled to death. She looked up and noticed the ghost was gone. She looked around seeing blood stains on both walls. At one moment she looked up and saw a picture. It was the picture from the room however, one of them had a pony face that was so strange. Her mother and father were faded pitch black. The weirdest thing that one of the ponies she didn’t know is that the full picture of a pony was right next to her in the picture frame. Had about black gushing eyes but her fur color was royal blue color. She had an ear piercing on the right ear. That weird looking smile felt like it was the smile of death.

The lights went out in the middle of the hallway there was a lantern. It was going back and forth between two doors, one on the right, and one across from it. Ophelia went towards it. She used magic to grasp it with her sparkle red glow magic.

She walked in the dark with the lantern and saw a few doors in the hallway. Two doors were locked and one door was jammed in there shut. She looked at the opposite of herself across the hallway knowing there was a grey door. It squeaked while the door opened slowly. After a few steps in she got to the right door and opened it. A pony breathing heavily.

“No, it wasn’t my fault I didn’t do it.” Ophelia looked at her and saw blood all over her face with a missing left eye. A pink pony with a sailboat as her cutie mark.

“What are you doing here?” Ophelia asked and slanted her head with a right eyebrow raised.

“I saw earth ponies taking the secret dark passage for all dark unicorns. Not only that pegasus. This shouldn’t have happened.” She cried with tears of blood running down her eyes.

“What happened?” She began to squint her eyes.

“The dark one.” Coughs up blood. “Broke both of my back legs I… I can’t walk.”

“So, you're telling me that pegasus and earth ponies are in here too.” She thinks for a moment that it shouldn’t have earth ponies and pegasus; it's by law only unicorns can enter.

“My name is Hula Hula… Tootie Tail is dead. She was chopped by a creature with a hat. It had a symbol on it. Front and centered, a red cross with blood on it.” She then closed her eyes.

“I need to get you out of here.” Puts down the lantern.

“Leave me. I’m already dead.” She takes one final breath, her eyes begin to fade away, and her heart rate slowly drops.

“Wait.” Ophelia ripped the curtains and put it on the pony. Walked out of the room with the lantern, heard a noise down the hallway.

“Hello, help.” The noise got louder in the dark hallway. She turned to the right and walked forward as her breath got misty. Shaken she was, her muzzle got a freeze burn very slowly.

White small crystals floating in the hallway as she kept going further into the dark hallway. Red liquid started to drip on the right side of the wall. It made a puddle on the right-side door. While she was heading to the door and opened it with her left hoof. The door opened slowly with a creaking sound. There she was looking at a figure making such white glitter all over the room.

The stallion eyes were shut. “I know who you are Ophelia we used to be in class together.” He turned to his left and opened his eyes.

Ophelia looked at his eyes that were bled to death. The eyes of him were full scale dripping tiny white cold crystals, but when it was touched by an object it turned red.

“Why?” He started to move forward to Ophelia.

“What?” she steps back with a tremble look on her face.

Black blood boils in the stallion’s heart. “There is no hope in this place.”

Ophelia looked at the stallion face. Black covered the stallion fur, the teeth stretched bigger, the cutie mark kite moved to the right and popped out a skull on his flank, and big bright yellow eyes. The strange stallion moved forward quickly towards Ophelia.