She walked through the large park, it was around midnight when her mind began to think about the recent disappearances, then she started to think about the ponies that have been disappearing, sending a shiver down her spine. “Whats happening to these ponies?” she thought, then she quickly shook off the thought as it scared her. But it wasn't all that impossible, some ponies slowly started to stay more and more secluded; others disappeared without warning. She hated when her mind wandered off like this, she always made herself believe these things and scared herself.
She heard a rustling in the nearby bushes, making her jump as she was already nervous “don't let your imagination get to you Snow, its just the wind” She stopped to see if the wind was in fact blowing, it was not she realized. She started to think of what could have been in that bush, shuddering and getting mad at herself for thinking so deeply about what was happening.
As she walked along the cold,winding stone path stretching for a few hundred meters through the dying grass and leafless trees. “I hate Autumn! Its so cold and there's not even any snow to make up for it!” she said aloud, trying to take her mind off of the missing ponies. Her hoof landed upon a leaf making a soft crunch scaring herself, she then giggled and said “I need to calm down, I'm not a filly anymore! I'm letting my own hoof steps scare me! There isn't a murderer any were” She told herself, but deep down she was sure that all of what happened to those ponies wasn't a coincidence.
“Snow, now think. Why would there be a crazy pony kidnapping or worse I think the the Weather Pegasi were just a little messy and maybe it didn't end to well” Snow thought of more excuses for what happened then her mind wander off the subject “Man I am so pumped for My Little Human season 3 it comes out in 2 days!” She loved the show My Little Human it was a kids show about 6 humans learning about friendship, although ponies made fun of her for liking it, she ignored them.
“I better just head on home” She thought, she looked around for the route home but she couldn't see, she then turned around and saw a streetlight near the path, she began to make her way towards the light, so that she could find her way home. But when she got to the safety of the light she heard something behind her, as if on queue a mysterious pony started approaching her as soon as it started snowing.
“Hello?” She asked, but she didn't get a response from the pony. The mysterious pony was slowly closing the gap between them, Snow began to back away, but slipped on some ice. The pony then ran at full speed, with a hoof raised, Snow screamed but then the pony lowered the hoof with great speed, hitting Snow in the jaw. That's all it took for Snow to slip into unconsciousness.
Hours later she woke up, half expecting her to have been killed, half expecting to be in a basement staring an assortment of shiny blades in the face. But neither were the case here, she was laying in the snow, feeling lightheaded she looked around. She could see a mound of snow to her right, she moved her head to the left and saw the path that she was just walking through when she got attacked, but what scared her is, leading to her body was a trail of blood.
She was about to scream when a sharp, unbearable pain was sent through her body. She then looked down at her chest, carved into her chest very sloppily, but readable was “Fallen”. Her hooves, the tips were removed, or cut severely, and when she noticed this her body went into a painful spasm and she slipped back into unconsciousness. While she was unconscious for the second time, the pony that attacked her was shoveling snow onto her body until she was more than fully submerged in snow.
Few minutes later Snow awoke again,freezing,immobilized, and unable to breathe. Her mouth was filled to the brim with snow,gagging her and freezing her throat, and as she lay inside the large pile of snow, she began to pray to Celestia that her family and friends don't suffer the same fate. Soon after finishing her prayer she finally suffocated as her last heartbeats slowly continued until they reached a stop.
Awaking suddenly,face drenched in sweat “That was a scary dream.” she thought as she staggered off of the small,blue bed. She laid upon onto the floor, wiping the sweat off of her face,after wards walking to the near bathroom with her eyes mostly closed and put her hooves on the sink and began to look up into the mirror. What she saw filled her with agonizing fright; a pony with brown skin and darker brown mane was glaring back at her. She screamed and flew back, as that was the same pony she saw at the park, but she wasn't behind her or next to her. She stumbled back on her hooves to go look in the mirror again to confirm what she just saw.
“What's happening?” she said confused, as yet again she didn't see her snow white coat and blue mane looking her back in the mirror, but the same pony. This is when she came to a realization of sorts, this pony was her murderer, she was the murderer. How could this be, was she dreaming? No she wasn't dreaming she is the pony who murdered Snow, “Wait, it must have all been a dream then, Snow wasn't murdered it was just a dream!” she exclaimed. She was trotting out of the bathroom into the kitchen were she saw a newspaper and to her horrifying surprise on the headline was “Another pony falls victim to the Snow Killer”.
She continued to read about it, while sitting in a cold, albeit comfortable love seat in her living room, decorated with orange wall-paper and a small purple rug at her hind hooves. Flipping through the non-important pages of the news thinking it was her imagination, no hoping it was her imagination, but she found the page “A white pony, still unidentified lay dead under 7 feet of snow, with the word “Fallen” carved into her chest with what is believed a rusty knife or other cutting utensil, the tip of her hooves removed. We believe she suffocated, but we hope this killing spree has ended and think that it might now that we have 4 dead ponies who each have a different word carved into there chests, spelling out “The Snow Has Fallen” although it is vague we hope that's all this pony had to write.”
Dumbfounded at what was going on she laid on the couch thinking of what was happening, was she drunk,hallucinating, or something else that caused her to go into blackouts and murder without her realizing it? She contemplated on what to do, as she couldn't remember anything about her life, she did find her way through the house easily, like instinct not memory. She then had a sudden urge to go to the school, not knowing why she went.
As she walked along the path from her house to the school, she saw many ponies talking, probably about what she had unknowingly done. She passed one couple that was crying and she decided to ease drop on there conversation as she walked “I can't believe our daughter was a victim of that horrible murderer” the mare said and before the man could reply she interrupted and said “That was your daughter?” “yes and This is my husband, we have been mourning since then” she said sorrowfully “Do you mind telling me about her?” she replied hoping not to hit a nerve “No, I would rather not” she replied politely “I'm sorry for your loss, goodbye” she replied as she began to trot off, glancing back at the two at random intervals until they were out of sight.