All Alone.

Chapter 3

"He's probably worth a lot of money, might be some experiment gone loose or a zoo animal."

"I'd like to see that zoo."

A few voices argued back and forth as Jack slowly regained his consciousness. He was sick to his stomach and his head hurt but he was still alive. Looking around he found he was in a small green room, dimly lit by a single candle on a table in the corner. He was laying on a bed, his feet hanging off the edge slightly. He could hear the two voices in the other room but couldn't really make out what they were saying. The floor creaked a little as he made his way to the door. It was unlocked.

Not caring to find out who took him here he made his way down the dark hallway. Every little sound made him freeze and look around. There was a light at the end of this tunnel, a window. It was slightly ajar with just about enough space for him to fit his fingers through.

Cold air blew from the night into the building. The moonlight coming through the window lit the little room Jack found himself in. He didn't have a jacket, but he opened the window and climbed into the cold anyway. Snow was on the ground though last he checked it was summer. Snow floated down as he stumbled around. There was so much snow he couldn't see anything after a few feet.

Eventually he felt cobblestone under his feet and stopped at the first house he found. He knocked on the front door and waited a minute but no one came. Breaking and entering wasn't good, but neither was death so he looked for a way in. All the windows were locked but when he actually tried the door it opened. He felt like an idiot. Inside it was surprisingly dark and it smelled of pumpkin pie. It was warm and he was cold and tired so he went under the first table he found. It wasn't a very good hiding spot but whoever lived there might not notice him. After a while he started to fall asleep so he got in a comfortable position and used his backpack as a pillow. Soon he was waiting there with his eyes closed, waiting.

Jack shoot upright, banging his head against the table. He had a nightmare, about peaches and cream. Murderous peaches and cream. He slowed his breathing, he had a bad taste in his mouth. A bit of throbbing pain was in his forehead, sending little shock waves through him.

Realizing he was under a table he got up. The light blinded him but he went up to get a cup of coffee. He wandered around half blinded until he found the kitchen. There was a coffee machine with a can standing next to it. It read: Coffee, Equestria's finest, Made in Canterlot.

What the hell is that?

Taking a look around with his vision finally back, he noticed he wasn't in his own kitchen. The whole situation of not knowing where he was came back to him, he had a bad short term memory. The sound of footsteps coming put him back in gear. He crawled under the kitchen table, which had no table cloth. When he listened carefully the footsteps didn't sound like footsteps. It sounded like hooves, like maybe a mule.

In addition he could hear a woman humming something that sounded like classical music. He hoped they didn't look in his direction, because he was pretty big under the table. Looking to the doorway the clopping of hooves and humming got louder and louder. Jack could hear his heart beating, like a watch enveloped in cotton.

Finally something came through the door, but it wasn't human. It looked like a dog, or a wolf, maybe a horse. Purple, with hair and tale also colored in light and dark shades or purple. It actually looked kind of like that thing he saw yesterday, the one he kicked in the face. This one though, was bigger. Its eyes were huge, almost bigger than Jack's fist. It had no real hooves, it's legs ended in a flat stump, but somehow it sounded like a horse walking on cobblestone. It also had a tattoo on its back leg that looked like a purple compass rose. It walked over to the coffee machine and faced away from Jack. It had no clothes on. Not wanting to be anywhere near this thing Jack crawled slowly toward the doorway to get out.

"Dear Celestia!"

Shit, it saw him.

"I'm out of sugar, I'll need to run down the the market later and get some more."

Jack Shook his head and walked out the door.

Stupid bitch.

Outside it was warm, he could feel the sun's heat coming down on his. A good feeling compared to the cold of last night. A small layer of snow covered most of the ground while there were puddles of water in some places. His watch read 6 o'clock, early and the streets were empty. It was weird how light it was out on a winter's day. Usually the sun doesn't come out till' later. He turned around. That thing was looking at him through the window. His heart sped up, he didn't really like seeing peoples' faces in windows. It just stared at him with a blank expression, its eyes burning a hole in him. Jack just stood there not knowing what to do. Maybe these things were unfriendly and carnivorous, it might come eat him. Eventually it left the window and he calmed down. Then the front door opened and that thing was staring at him again.

"Hello?". It sounded like a woman but looked like something from a coloring book. A very odd coloring book.

"I'm Twilight Sparkle, who are you? Can you talk?". Jack kind of got lost then. Animals don't talk beside humans. Animals aren't purple either. He really couldn't understand it. That other horse talked, and so did this one. He obviously wasn't dreaming since he's fallen asleep and woken up twice since he got here. Something in him kind of broke, he just didn't care anymore. Snow crunched a bit under his feet as he walked towards the horse. This one was probably adult because with the horn it was slightly taller than him. Its hair was a bit higher than his chin.

"Are you okay?", she asked looking concerned. He really wasn't okay. Rage rose up in him for no real reason and he punched her right in the temple. Was that crack his fist or her head?

"Hey, get away from my friend!", a raspy voice came from behind him. He turned around to see a blue horse flying in front of him. Its eyes were blue and its hair had the colors of the rainbow, and it was mad. It smashed its hoof thing right into Jacks' nose.

The last this he saw was blood flying into the clear blue sky, then everything faded to black as the two horses looked over him. He probably blacks out more than some boxers.