Big Mac had been looking through his photo albums one morning. The stallion saw pictures of the house that he and Granny Smith  lived in  by Baltimare. The house laid outside near a forest. But the ponies only stayed there for a month. The forest had said to be haunted while a pony had been lost in ages there, but nopony believed that. It had been the year before Granny Smith and Big Mac had found Sweet Apple Acres. Big Mac went home frrom Baltimare one day. The stallion went through the sunny and quiet forest, and the birds chirped. Nopony were in the forest that summer day. Then somepony rushed by Big Mac.

"Hey, I know it's one of you youths from Baltimare." Big Mac shouted.

Nopony answered. The pony wandered on. That thing who rushed by was not to be seen anywhere. But later on had the stallion found a mare in the forest. That mare played with a ball. But the pony did not look alive. Big Mac went over to the mare, who cried and played ball.

"Hey, I wonder who you are." the stallion told the crying mare.

"I live in this forest by myself, and had done that for decades." the ghostly mare told the startled stallion.

The living dead mare wanted to play ball with Big Mac, but he wanted to get away. As the mare heard the stallion refuse, were she going to cry blood. Blood ran out of the eyes of the mare. The stallion ran all he could through the quiet and sunny forest. That living dead mare ran after Big Mac. At last had Big Mac reached the house. Big Mac told Granny Smith what he saw.

"I can see you had ran from something evil, so let's not spend a night here more." Granny Smith told Big Mac.

So the two ponies packed their most important things, and ran to Ponyville. Next Chapter: Chapter 11 Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 40 Minutes