Where are we now

The traveler whips her head around, looking for the statement's speaker. In the darkness, she sees nothing. She shakes her head and moves quicker than before towards the light. It seems to continue to move away from her as she chases after it, but this time she manages to get around the corner- but the light moves away.

"Oh, for buck's sake, just stop moving!" She mumbles and chases after it, faster than she knew she could run. She hears a splash behind her, and stops to turn around.

Standing right there, with the light seeming to reflect off of her, was the pink pony, her mane and tail pink and flat, and her pupils tiny, an evil grin spreading over her face. The traveler stumbles backwards, tripping over a rock. She falls to the ground on her back, and the pink pony is right next to her by the time she manages to get up. The traveler turns and runs off towards the light, up ahead.

The pink pony looks at the traveler as she runs further away, "Dashie, W-Wait!!!" She shouts out before running after the traveler.

"I never said you were mental."

"BUT YOU THOUGHT IT!"

"... how would you know...?"

"That's the line I was supposed to say."

"What..?"

"You know, on this piece of paper."

"Where did you get that?"

"This pink pony with fluffy hair."

"What?"

"Yea. Bacon."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Check the magic paper."

"For reader's eyes only... hmmm..."

"It says here that there's a spoiler alert..."

"I'll read it!"

"And then, as the traveler turned around, the knife right there, she knew who--"

"SPOILER ALERT. TELL YOU LATER, READERS."

The traveler continues running, jumping over rocks and random tree roots. She turns her head around, aware of the pink pony still chasing after her. "Leave me alone, Pinkie!" She shouts towards the pony.

"But Dashie! Waaait!" The pursuer, Pinkie, calls back to the traveler, Dashie.

Dashie sped further on into the tunnels underground, turning abruptly up a tunnel with a burnt-to-a-crisp sign that reads; Warp C ntral. She looks at the sign for a split second before running into the tunnel. It heads steeply upward, and she finds herself starting to run out of breath on the dark incline. She hears the hoof steps of Pinkie behind her, gaining on her.

No... Not like this... She thinks to herself, I have to get away... There must be someplace out there.

She bursts out of the tunnel into whiteness, snow everywhere. She couldn't see the tree that was right infront of her until-- CRAAACK.................................... "owww" She looks up at the tree-- that is now falling down towards her.

Dashie gasps and starts to run, but all too slowly, the tree falls down with a loud BANG! and a CRACK! of bone. But Dashie feels fine, just as if she was shoved from the back. She turns around to look at the fallen tree, and is horrified by what she sees.

"You know," Kevin starts to tell Mike, "this magic paper is cool."

Mike looks up at Kevin, "Put that thing away, you're only supposed to have it BEHIND the darn scenes."

Kevin sighs, "But it says who got crushed by the tree."

"NO DUH!" Mike shouts, "THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED A SCRIPT!"

Dashie slams her hoof into the tree, "No no no no no, this isn't happening..." she rams into the fallen log, but it does nothing. Her eyes peer at her friend, stuck underneath the log.

Pinkie looks up at Dashie, smiling through all the pain, "Dashie..." she begins, "I'll miss you, Dashie..."

Dashie slams up against the log, "No- damnit, no! Don't die from some stupid tree, Pinkie! No no no no!" She throws herself agains the fallen tree, slamming her hooves against it helplessly.

Pinkie smiles, "Goodbye, Dashie..."

Dashie tries to smile, but her emotions show through, "Just answer one thing, Pinkie," She begins, "Why were you chasing me...?"

Pinkie sighs, "I found-" she coughs up blood, "-the way out."

Dashie gasps, "W-What? Pinkie.. Where..?"

Pinkie goes to speak, but her breath falls short and her head collapses into the snow on the ground around the log.

"No, Pinkie. No, no no. Pinkie..." Dashie slams herself into the log again, tears turning into ice as they fall down into the snow around the log.

Dashie looked at her friend's unmoving body. She thrusts herself into the log right above her friend's body. The log gives up its grip and rolls off, finally. Dashie cries when she sees what happened. Pinkie's back was bent in backwards, her back hooves smashed to a point beyond repair.

"Pinkie... You didn't need to..." Dashie picked up her friend's body and flung it over her back, "I'll get out of here, for you..."

She wonders around for a while, looking for a place to head, when suddenly snow starts falling down. Fast. Tears fall from her eyes, and she can't control it anymore. "What the buck did I ever do? Why the hell was I banished? WHY? For the love of Celestia, JUST TAKE ME BACK HOME. JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE." She cries before she notices a strange shape in the distance... Could it be what she thought it was...?

Yes... Yes it was... The shape was not easily mistaken for anything other than a portal. The only problem, was that she did not know where it led. It just had to be someplace other than here, then she would be happy, or at least as happy as she could be with her last friend alive, who is now her last friend dead.