Silent Ponyville Downpour

by Dennison The Mlp Goblin

Rating: teen
Tags: Octavia, Horror, Pinkie Pie, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Drama
Length: 1519

Octavia not only fearing for what's to come of her sister Pinkie Pie, and Bellamena, she also learns that the Mayor and his colleagues are a part of a foundation that is teeming with aggression that can cause reputative nightmares.

Octavia not only fearing for what's to come of her sister Pinkie Pie, and Bellamena, she also learns that the Mayor and his colleagues are a part of a foundation that is teeming with aggressive energy that can cause elaborate nightmarish pattern, that jitters their brain waves.

Could this be the source of Pinkie's repeating nightmares? You will find out as the spoilers remain in the respective paragraphs.

Published 2020-06-29 20:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-07-22 19:19:49 UTC

Chapter 1 Prelude

What awaits at the end of the hallway, is the same door that Octavia just opened only except, it shifted into one of the doors that she entered back at the Crystal Shores resort hotel. The number that was constructed on it was crossed out making it hard to make out what it originally said, or because her lantern wasn't doing what it was built for.

She prompts her lantern on the lifeless floor then enters the next room of the damped structure that was once the Crystal Shores Resort, feeling utterly stupified the room she entered was covered with crosses even upside down, the presence filled Octavia with tense energy as if there was to much
weight being carried from head to hoof.

In the center of the room was an old experimenting table with cobwebs and dust that dissolved it completely giving it a rusted and copper color, laying on it's surface were a bunch of tools, a letter soaked with visera, and a lit candle that was placed backwards, the tools were unlike any other then common gardening tools but they
were used for a purpose.. A ritual even.

She can smell the most unbearable odre that was attached to the syringe which
ironically, it was firmly placed as if nopony used it for their advantage. Octavia covered her nose now looking down at the table, and saw a trail of bloody hoofprints leading away from the table and exiting the door that Octavia just opened.

Stepping forward one at a time, her front and back legs trembling, she even gagged as the wretched smell
grew and worsened she couldn't help but to read the wrinkled letter if it has to do with her sister
Pinkie Pie, then it might provide as evidence for her.

"Who's remains were these? No.. It. It can't be hers!"

Octavia imagined Pinkie being strapped down on this very platform. whoever was performed on the table was her sis or somepony else, even a survivor or worse.

She took a few more steps towards the ruined table, some obscured whispers began to warn her repeatingly saying "Don't read me.." she ignored it at first, the whispers turned to moaning and then pure agony along with unexplained clanking noises. the voices grew till it sounded like ponies chained to the walls and wailing uncontrollably followed by the sounds of iron bars, caging other previous victims who's names were redacted and left untold.

Now directly standing in front of the blood stained table she reaches the letter desperately, the loud chattering and whispers subsided now able to regain concentration as she breathes
calmingly to herself.

Dear diary. This is the 2nd day of my lame vacation here in Silent Ponyville. I remember catching a far glimpse out my window, looking at the residents new to old, who seem to feel reclusive like they have no recognition for how they got here, despite by some tale about The Boogeyman, that my child thinks is the Mayor who finds pleasure in their misery

As a sceptic I didn't believe in the whole
occult story, the Boogeyman, and their sear beliefs about the
birth of a God so influenceable I thought their had to be
a logical explanation, and everypony here was crazy or delusional until now.

Formal priest Opal who is giving me some encouragement, told me
about some personal favors that Father ~~Dennison~~ is aware of my pinpoints, and benefiting off of some illegal corporation he contributed, and I personally don't feel bad for him if his scheme collapses.

My most concern is the despair and saddened ponyfolk that wander these streets peacefully by vehicle or on hooves, and the amount of discoloration this town had to endure under the fists of this sick Mayor.

In all of my many discussions with most crazy ponies even when they're not ponies at all, Dennison has got to be the craziest individual I have ever.....

Sincerely Detective Bronze

A few of the paragraphs were smudged, which made a huge majority of Octavia's
curiosity intensify, now anxiously turning the note front and back, hoping that
their would be more inscriptions but apparently not.

Anticlimactically, Octavia sees that the table was clean, but still dusty and less useable, the smell of viscera and dried flesh bits vanished.

"Am I imagining this?"

She huffed in mere confusion raising an eyebrow, sweat drifted down her face embarrassingly.

She wipes her face with a towel she kept in her saddle bag, then shoves it back in. As for the letter, she presses it firmly into her bag.
"This may not help me find Pinkie, but it'll certainly lead me to the source of Pinkie's, distorted dreams" she said with hesitation.

In pure confidence, Octavia left the room in a moments peace, nonetheless she thought that could've been, the detective who was experimented on that very table, or Bronze in that matter had to escape and continue her investigation.

Almost reaching the end of the corridor in the mysteriously vacant and messy resort, she saw a familiar apparition, it was the same filly she met trotting on a brick wall outside when Octavia was hindered by some of the gruesome monsters, "Wait I know you don't you remember?" Octavia hugged the little filly tightly feeling extremely worried.

"Have you found the source of that Pink pony's nightmares yet?" young Bellamena nodded.

Her older sister shook her head "No sadly.." Bellamena thought to herself for a moment, then realizes she had something for her long lost sister, strikingly it was the missing half of the letter Octavia found in that weird examination room, the first half of the blood stained letter it's text seemed normal until it got the stains, giving off a sudden blur while the other half, it's text were written with blood it too was hard to make out but it was still normalized.

"Bella.. Where did you find this?"

She asked while covering her nose at the awful stench illuminating from the other half of the pamphlet.

"This odd behaving creature was hiding it in a cabinet." Octavia looked around instantly feeling like their being watched by a pair of invisible eyes.

Suddenly the sounds of sirens in the distance began causing the two of them to startle.

The walls surrounding them were melting into decay and rust, what's being shown behind the walls were piles of burning flesh and mannequin parts, some were heads and arms but mostly torsos, they can hear the sounds of ponies screeching in agony and being butchered like live stock.

Bellamena ran for her life as fast as her little hooves could carry "He's coming!"

"Who's coming?!" Octavia shouted, she couldn't move a mussel as if being paused by some spiritual force, she shouted again, the sirens still wailing this time it grew louder and so did the noises of the tormented ponies which were coming from the mannequins.

She can hear metallic hoofsteps marching across the narrow hallway. Feeling paralyzed, Octavia slowly turns, her eyes widened fearing of what or who is behind her.

Author's Note

Definition for opal and bronze.

Opal is a hydrated amorphous form of silica (SiO 2 ·nH 2 O); its water content may range from 3 to 21% by weight, but is usually between 6 and 10%. Because of its amorphous character, it is classified as a mineraloid, unlike crystalline forms of silica, which are classed as minerals.

The divine bronze rock is an item that can be created at level 1 Divination, using 20 pale energy, 10 copper ore, and 10 tin ore. It can then be mined by anyone for copper and tin ore. If anyone other than the owner mines it, the owner may be granted extra copper or tin ore as notes.

Chapter 2 Illusions

Octavia's eyes lay focus on the apparition trotting towards her so menacingly, they sounded so heavy like bricks scraping on the hard floor.

The monster's appearance was horrifying, it made a static noise that she would normally hear from the radio, it's head twitched and shook violently, it looked like a mummy at first glance.

It wore a metallic helmet that took up it's entire face apart from the mouth, the helmet was almost middle ages with no flag and it had scars like it was trying to use it's hooves to frantically remove it.

On the very contorted and filthy stallion's back was a severed head of a young Mare, it was laying upwards looking at the ceiling and strapped around from it's eyes to the stallion's stomach in a sexual posture, the severed head moans as the stallion continued to move before it was a few inches closer to Octavia, who still couldn't move a muscle.

"Ah Shit, Stay back!" she commanded, closing her eyes and turning her head away from the abomination, that is now standing at a dormant state and constantly drooling.

The scrap metal horror suddenly dissolves into smoke and ash in front of Octavia, she sorely turns her head back and opens her left eye,