Chapter 1 - Not Just a Hallucination

( Intro ): It was when she abruptly arose from a trance, as Skully had started up putting herself down on a blackened holographic floor. She hadn't of acknowledged how she'd resulted there, but all she desired was how she'd be in attendance, and of course..where was she?

"..." Skully deposited there on the floor, out of consciousness. The white, bruised, and even bloody pony wasn't in good-looking shape. Though it'd somehow have been about one day she'd been laying there..it felt like she hadn't lived before as she drifts into consciousness.

"Wh..What am I doing here...?" Skully was surprised as of how faint her own voice sounded. She would unfastened her so felt lifeless eyes to see her own little reflection in the netted floor. Wait..the "netted" floor? Skully envisioned around herself. She only peered her face on that bitter cold, blackened, with a smudge of blue, holographic floor. It was a blur to remember what she had done the day ago. Then again, it doesn't really matter to her at the point. She was too busy converging on what she was trying to glance at. It was her face that seemed abit off, besides the basis there were light patches of dirt against her coat. She would just bow her head in an almost crinkling sigh, her eyes withering closed..without saying one word or thinking a single thought, she would pass uncontrollably, her hooves were abashing in not so much fright, but disarray.

As the confusion went on, she found herself..walking in a circle. She could feel it in the way which her body was moving. She had not an idea where she would end up if she walked straight, as the floor she would be standing on looked like it would never end. Her legs would suddenly give in, not knowing her own strength, she would try to get back up, she would keep falling..

"What's going on here? Why are my legs so..weak..?" Skully commanded herself, as her little whisper voice would reflect off the never ending floor. "And WHERE AM I..?!" She would growl in annoyance, surprisingly not questioning it was a dream..as it felt too embodiment to be one.

Skully had somehow given up, seeing her bloody tears shed down her chin, staining that white fur red.

"What is going ON..?!" Skully just stopped herself. She would take a deep current and stood up. She felt more energized for some reason, before seeing a diminutive, red light in the distance.

..But she didn't move towards it. No, no, no, she wouldn't..instead, she just shouted.

"WHY IS EVERYTHING HAPPENING SO FAST? Can't I just slow down, just a little bit..?!"

Skully didn't know what'd happen to her. She felt herself more drawn to the light as it was a resemblance to a pony her age.

"Hello?" Called out Skully. The white and bruised up pony began muttering abit more. "Please, tell me..what the fuck is going on?!"

"...Heh. Coward." Taunted the voice from infront of Skully.

"Wh-What..?" She would scoff, before her eyes would broaden. "Shit!.."

"What is the problem, young mare? Young, pitiful mare.."

Skully would hold her head with her own hooves, covering her ears. "St...Stop it...Stop.." She would have those hateful and overwhelming tears again. "Shut up! I'm seeing things..I should've fucking KNOWN this was a hallucination!" She would sit there in discord.

"...No, young mare. This is not a hallucination or an illusion. Far from it. You're about to enter a destination nopony has gone before. You'll be the first one to eventually live it. Be prepared for your phantasm...be prepared..for anguish..tragedy..blood-plasma..be more than prepared."

In that glimpse of time, Skully had found herself in an aura of red, bringing to a standstill, gradually from the room. Or was the room vanishing instead..? Who knew...all Skully wished for..was a way out to escape..and hopefully, she had got what she aspired to.