Yurin's History!

“I was 18 years of age. I was still unemployed; I wanted to find a job to help support my family.”

Yurin foretold. She hugged her parents goodbye before leaving, she told them she was going to find a job. She thought what type of job would pay a lot of bits. She didn’t need to, but she wanted to; she didn’t want her parents to keep supporting her, or living with them; she loved them, but it’s time she got a job and lived on her own.

“Have a great day Sweetie! Be careful!”

A pegasus that was all red, lighter eyes than Yurin’s. Her mane and tail were red, the mane was covering a little of her neck. Honestly, Yurin looked just like her mother; her father not so much. Yurin's father was purple; his eyes were pale red. Nama was the mother’s name. Damel was the father’s name. They lived in Cloudsdale; a place free of harm; but certainly not pride and bragging; lots of pegasus love to brag about how talented they are at flying; why they should be able to join the Bolts. Why they are better than the Bolts, and more of that stuff. Yurin turned to her parents with a smile; she gave them a goodbye; her thoughts were on her new job now; she was told to go to a place called, Anger or Confusion Town. That was a weird name, now why would it be named either of that? That is-!

(”Oh, I get it...”)

Yurim giggled to herself. She was partly excited, and also nervous. She didn't know what the place had in store for her; she was told it was a place for sewing and making clothes which was her grandma's as well as mother's passion but not jobs. She will soon find out the conditions of the employment. She entered the town from the flower field; she wanted to stay in the flower field; it reminded her of home. She knew she couldn’t. She had to get this job; this was again unnecessary, cause she just turned 18 but to her it was a need. She didn’t like the smell; it was way more hostile than Cloudsdale. She thought it was because they had no flowers but that’s not the reason; she arrived at the welcome sign; heading into the town; some ponies just looked at her like she wasn’t supposed to be there. She was even more nervous, is this where her Ex told her to go? It was Confusion Town, or Angry right? She asked herself, still confused by the names. She started to rethink about the job until a certain pegasus came swooping down beside her. Yurin looked like she needed some assistance. He tapped her on the back of her wings; letting his presence be known. She turned around due to the shock of her wings being touched. She knew who exactly that was. She was glad he showed because she didnt remember where to go exactly? He smiled at her.

“Looks like you only listened to some of my directions?”

Yurin nervously giggled. She did, he was correct. He shot her a smirk. He decided to walk aside her to go to his job and introduce her to the boss. She better act professional and respectful.

“Hehe, yeah, I did, sorry.”

Yurin looked at him with a shy look; he laughed, indicating with a hoof to follow him; she did just as he indicated. They both walked through the town; some ponies that lived there started to think they were a couple. Yurin grew a grin from their expressions. The all red pegasus noticed a couple of them, they looked as if they knew where they were going.

“So this job is really what yoy told me before right?”

The colt laughed. He knew he had to go with what the boss told him; this was indeed a fabric shop. Some ponies should just research the place they are going to work at, but she is young; she'll learn that the hard way. The colt had regrets doing this.

“Indeed it is, it’s a special place for sewing and stitching. For Those who are gifted.”

The colt said with a smirk.

"So how have you been Tristan?"

Yurin kept her pace with him, making sure not to be a fool and fall behind. Tristan was a little shocked to see that she still cares about him. It's sad how their relationship ended but all good things must come to an end Trisran suppose. She had an inncoent smile. Tristan after seeing it felt even more guilt. That smile he rembering so much of. He wishes their relat didn't have to end. The two turned a sharp corner. Yurin spotted the place which looks like the place he said; it was huge, like freaking ginormous. The structure was made of metal too. That of steel. She thought it was a little big for a sewing or clothing shop, but guess the town next to it loves clothes? It was a little bit suspicious in her eyes.

“Is it that big facility? I think that’s a little excessive for a sewing or clothing store.”

Tristan thought the same, but she is indefinitely right; this is very big for a sewing shop and she will soon find the reason why.

“I thought the same too, but it is.”

Tristan's sentence sounded suspicious, but she thought he was just being sarcastic. He acted like that sometimes. She only had one thing on her mind. That was getting this job she heard they pay a ton. She didn’t need too much income, due to her parents having so much; at first glance of this structure she almost reconsidered getting this job, she thought it was a scam, but after Tristan told her what they do there, making clothes, sewing, making friends, etc. She thought it was legit. she decided to put her trust in her Ex coltfriend. He seemed trustworthy despite being her Ex; he was still trustworthyand never harmed her in the past ever.

“Maybe they have it this big for all the clothes that need to be stored or rooms for a couple of workers to sew and make clothing? Probably both."

Tristan wanted to laugh, she was partly right, but still far from the truth, awfully far.

“That’s what I always believed, so I assume we are right.”

They both looked at each other, giggling with a hoof undertheir mouth. This was Yurin’s first job, so if she wanted to succeed, she would need to know the maximum amount of information about the occupation. The two arrived at the big doors, they were made of metal, it seems a worker was at the front cleaning the entrance. Yurin notice there were multiple workers at the front, could they be security guards?

“Hello, Tristan... I see you have a recruiter?”

Tristan smiled at the guard, he was right. he knew this security guard well. Yurin wondered how he knew she was new? Is there not many employees in this place? Can't be; Tristan told her this place was filled, surely you would be able to remember all of its workers that come in and out right?

“Yeah, she would probably be great! Stitcher...”

The guard thought for a second and he came up with a conclusion; she was told this was a sewing shop; she’s a fool. A cute younger mare that's a fool.

“I bet. She looks like the type to make clothing.”

Yurin thought something was odd with them, all of them look malicious; like they hated working here; it was a mix of anger and sorrow. One guard started entering the code on the keypad. The sound of metal scrapping against metal was ear bleeding. The enormous Metal doors opened, it didn’t smell like perfume. It smelled like dead fish. The guard welcomes them inside, gesturing them with a hoof to go enter. Yurin was eerie and suspicious but still decided to go in. The two walked in. As they took a couple of hoof steps the metal doors shut behind them; making creepy screeching noises. Once again a ear bleeding sound was heard. The true colors of this place were revealed, Yurin’s heart dropped to her stomach, this wasn’t the place she applied for, this was no clothing or sewing shop.

"Wh-what is this-P-place!?"