It was a cold and rainy night. Though, i didnt care much about the weather. The lightning flashed and the thunder roared. Wind blew against the trees, it hasnt rained like this in months.

There i was, sitting in my room on my laptop. I didnt do much, actually. I was home alone, at least i had some freedom from my parents.

"Hmm." I said, scrolling down my newsfeed. I stopped to read something, look at a picture, every so on for a few minutes, till i stopped at a short story.

As i read, the rain began to hit against the window harder. "Pffft." I said aloud. "Chain mail, im not forwarding this."

Closing my laptop and hiding under my covers, i fell into a deep sleep...

When i awoke, i was in a dark building. Surrounded by nothing, i began to walk. Lots of dust, but i couldnt really see anything, it was so dark. There were dim lights that hung from the ceiling, but it didnt help much.

"Am i dreaming?" I said, walking into a bathroom. "This place is really run down." Then my heart stopped. The mirror. In the mirror, the shadow, the shadow of...something. I rolled my eyes. "Ya got me." I said, walking out of the bathroom, unsure of what just happened.

As i continnued to walk, i passed by windows, mirrors, glass doors; the shadow would appear. Thats when i heard laughing. I spun around, to see nothing but darkness. "Hello?" I managed to choke out. "Anyone there?" No answer.

I continued to walk, a little faster this time, through the dark building, trying to find a way out. I kept hearing the laughing, closer...closer...closer...

It was...familiar.

I stopped a minute, trying to figure out what it was. Something...something about that voice.. I looked up slowly, i stood in front of a window. And sure enough. There it was. It hit me. Pinkie Pie.

I stood there, confused for a moment, and laughed a little. Pinkie Pie... Pinkie Pie scared me. In my dream. Wow, this is hilarious actually. Then the Chain Mail flashed through my head. This...this had to be a dream. It had to be. Her shadow locked in the place in the window. No, i couldnt see her face, only the out line. I walked back slowly...slowly...

"AH!" She burst through the window.

"No!" I squeeked, running away. There i was, running... from a pony. A pink pony. But no, this wasnt any pony, not just Pinkie Pie, this was Pinkamena...Pinkamena Diane Pie.

Running, i looked back, she was still following me. Her laughing louder now, running faster than before. I slipped down a dark hallway and ran as far as i could. I think i lost her, i couldnt see her in the distance.

I quickly looked around and saw a closet. I crouched inside and held my breath. About 15 minutes had gone by, i think it was safe..

I peeked out of the closet door, nothing was there. Sighing, i stood up and noticed the glass door. Outlined the shadow of a Pony. Bumping back inside the closet to hide, everything went quiet. To quiet... Then i saw a shadow in front of the closet. And in came a pink pony, blood on her face, covered on her legs and arms, stood before me with a knife. I stared at her horrified, and she held up her knife and said: "Help me." And with that...