She lays there completely still. On the fringe of the dark abyss that is unconsciousness. Blurry spots scatter from her sight as she achingly raises herself up onto her knees. Shadowed figures stared with soulless eyes back upon her pallid face.

She knew she would find him, why did it frighten her? Stumbling once she rose from her warm imprint. Staggering forward, using the aisle chairs for support, she gradually made her way to the front of the train, never once looking back upon the eyes she knew were glued to her crumpled figure. A frail looking filly wormed her way past nearly sending her tumbling back unto the carpeted floors.

The lights became all to bright once again as flashes of gold and silver glinted their evil glares through each passenger window. Mesmerizing and nauseating their faces were from such a speed reached only by such a vessel.

Aisle after aisle, bolted steel door after door she inched toward her goal at an infuriating pace. No time to waste, no time to wait yet, she could not press herself to move even a fraction faster. The world grew slow, the lights became jagged celestial lines in her peripheral. Chatter rose up out of the gloom. Unearthly sheiks of laughter and hollow bellows.

A screeching halt forced her to cling unto a plush velvet chair lest she be flung onto the floor once more. A glaze covered her eyes as the bodies began to stir around her. The moment the doors opened it became a frantic spasm to de board. Thrust along gruffly and nearly trampled, she was finally free.

The air felt so clear to her collapsed lungs, she almost felt like singing in joy. She spun around happily arms stretched wide unaware of the closeness and collided with a stallion. It was him. A menacing smile spread across his thick lips. The world began to melt around her. A scream of terror caught in her throat. Jolting awake with sweat moistening her cyan coat. Curling up in her blankets she lay there unmoving, the dream replaying in her mind.