>>25366562 >Twilight backs away from the door as the latch moves down and the door opens. >Her eyes go wide and her jaw slack as more of your new form is revealed by the opening door. >You move out of the bathroom, each step heavy and loud as you stride forward, barely restrained muscles rippling under your skin and fur. >You stop mere inches from Twilight, who has plopped on her flank and begun drooling, as she takes you in. >Seconds go by with neither speaking. Then minutes. >Finally, after 5 minutes of silence, just as she collects herself and begins to speak, you cut her off. "Twilight, somehow, someway, this is your fault."
"Are you alright in there, Anon? You've been in there for quite a while." >It's been about four days since Anon locked himself inside, and never came out of his house. >He told you that he was something of a social recluse back on earth, but you never realized how much of one. >He never really talks about what he was doing before he came here. "Anon! Hello? It's me! Twilight! Your friend?" >You knock again hoping for a response. >You know he's home. You've been admittedly spying on his house hoping to catch him when he leaves. >It's not creepy. >Twilight Sparkle is the princess of friendship! >This is your freaking job! >Getting tired, you knock one last time, this time a little harder. >The door slowly opens under your hoof assault. "Oops! I guess I don't know my own strength!" >It's open! May as well go in! >You push aside the dented wood, and head in looking around. >The atmosphere is chokingly humid, and dark. "Anonymous? I'm coming in..." >Your hoofsteps bounce off the walls. as you look around his lonely cottage. >It's surprisingly neat, considering how long Anonymous has been in here. "Hellllo? Are you here? I-I'm getting scared.." >There's no sound anywhere in the home. Not even the sound of creaking wood. >But there is a surprisingly strong scent wafting through the air. >It's on the tip of your tongue. >You follow it to the back bedroom, and gasp in horror. >Anonymous lays motionless on the floor, beside a small blade covered in blood. >The smell..it was iron. "ANON! ANOOOON!"
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