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The pegasus mare awoke in a haze, looking down at themselves they saw and felt a strange electrical current flowing through them; upon further looking they saw a body laying on the ground that was… themselves. Moving towards it, they hovered around the body on the ground; feeling and hearing an audible thumping noise. Their heart.. it's pace becoming more and more rapid, quickly the ghost stood over their unconscious body and reconnected with them.
The mare would slowly awake with a groan, their eyes opening up as the held their head; looking in front of them they took their revolver in hand as they shuffled to their feet, seeing the place around them being a prison. The place was run down, rusted, demonic feeling even; giving them a sense of unease, especially seeing no one else around them in such a enclosed and tight space
"Uggggh… what was that….?" they said to themselves, opening the cylinder to see they had a full set of 6 shots; along with a small pouch of additional bullets on their hip. Reaching into their coat pocket, they pulled out a tape recorder and began speaking into it
"Status report… I… I don't remember… all I remember is stepping through a rift before falling unconscious… I don't know where I am, or even how I got here… I feel like I'm missing something.. or even someone. There's some writing on the wall about a plane and… some kind of symbol… was I dead?" the mares voice became more questionable and shaky as she spoke, her ears perked up as she heard an audible groan and the light shuffling of footsteps making their way closer to her from the outside
"Nevermind… I got new problems now.. I gotta figure out where I am or how to get out of her and fast." she said before clicking the stop button the recording and stowing it away as the undead would begin to progressively break inside, readying her weapon to fight back the on coming threat and discover the secrets of where she is.
(A bit of a rough/idea on something I wanna push for in the future; wanna make a comic at some point.)
The pegasus mare awoke in a haze, looking down at themselves they saw and felt a strange electrical current flowing through them; upon further looking they saw a body laying on the ground that was… themselves. Moving towards it, they hovered around the body on the ground; feeling and hearing an audible thumping noise. Their heart.. it's pace becoming more and more rapid, quickly the ghost stood over their unconscious body and reconnected with them.
The mare would slowly awake with a groan, their eyes opening up as the held their head; looking in front of them they took their revolver in hand as they shuffled to their feet, seeing the place around them being a prison. The place was run down, rusted, demonic feeling even; giving them a sense of unease, especially seeing no one else around them in such a enclosed and tight space
"Uggggh… what was that….?" they said to themselves, opening the cylinder to see they had a full set of 6 shots; along with a small pouch of additional bullets on their hip. Reaching into their coat pocket, they pulled out a tape recorder and began speaking into it
"Status report… I… I don't remember… all I remember is stepping through a rift before falling unconscious… I don't know where I am, or even how I got here… I feel like I'm missing something.. or even someone. There's some writing on the wall about a plane and… some kind of symbol… was I dead?" the mares voice became more questionable and shaky as she spoke, her ears perked up as she heard an audible groan and the light shuffling of footsteps making their way closer to her from the outside
"Nevermind… I got new problems now.. I gotta figure out where I am or how to get out of her and fast." she said before clicking the stop button the recording and stowing it away as the undead would begin to progressively break inside, readying her weapon to fight back the on coming threat and discover the secrets of where she is.
(A bit of a rough/idea on something I wanna push for in the future; wanna make a comic at some point.)
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