It started the day after I turned 30. A mare I'd seen around town but never had approached smiled at me one day...then her face...changed. I was no longer seeing a pony, but a half-rotten face with dark pits for eyes and decayed teeth. It was only for a moment, but in that moment she locked eyes on me, startled, then turned quickly away and fled.

The next day, it happened again.

I'm seeing monsters. And I think I'm losing my mind.