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Chapter 4: and backrooms
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You're a clever unicorn, Twilight
A string
A yellow string
Why didn't you think of this before?
You lead it through the empty corridor
Over carpet and tile and mildew stains
The fluorescent lights catch the fibrous track
A golden glow
It is so very simple
The string goes around a wall
And takes a left
You turn left with it
The string will show where you've been
And where you haven't been
That's why you've left it
That's why you've been leaving it
Your pace quickens
The string drapes in a straight line up ahead
Until it doesn't
It goes around a wall
It takes a left
You turn left with it
Such a clever unicorn, Twilight
You would have to be
To fashion a string out of nothing
Was it the carpet?
Did you unravel it?
If so, from where?
You blink
You follow the string
But slowly, now
There's a wall up ahead
The string takes a left
So
You follow it
You
You made the string
You left the string here
Or did the string leave you here?
It leads straight ahead
Until
It doesn't
There is a wall up ahead
Such a clever pony, Twilight Sparkle
It turns left
So
You turn left
And
There's a string
It goes straight
Until it doesn't
There's a wall up ahead
It turns left
So
So
So
So
You