Slenderpony

The Fog.

June 4th, 2010.

This morning was the beginning of the end of us all.

When I awoke the first thing I saw were the storm clouds from the last time I wrote in this thing.

When I looked out the window, there was a very, very thick fog. You couldn't se 3 feet in front of you.

Shit is hitting the fan.

Yet again, no one was in town. I noticed this as I walked to the market. For what reason? I have no idea.

All I know, is I feel something watching me. But there's nothing here.

June 5th, 2010.

This time I wasn't greeted to my window, or even my house, when I woke up. I was on the edge of Everfree forest.

How I got there, is a mystery. But I have a feeling that it's him.

Still, the fog continues getting thicker. Around an inch a day. This can't be good.

June 7th, 2010.

This time I actually managed to wake up in my house. For the past two days I have awoke on the edge of the forest. There is just some strange pull about it.

I'm not even going to attempt going outside today. The fog is too thick, I wouldn't be able to see my way through town.

I'm just going to stay inside and watch T.V.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Five minutes have passed since my last entry. I know, unusually short. But when I walked over to the T.V and turned it on,

static.

My days are numbered, as I soon realized. The legends say this thing, the Slenderpony, abducts it's victims. Gone. Without a trace.

June 10th, 2010.

I can feel it, this thing is getting closer. Closer to getting me.

I found a note on my desk this morning. It read:

Be wary.

You are not alone.

I have to go now, the static is back, giving me a headache.

June 11th, 2010.

Not good.

I woke up this morning, again, on the edge of the forest. Except this time was different. Even through the thick fog, which was still here, I saw something staring at me from behind a tree. But it had no face.