The man stared at the sky above him, his mind flooding with worry and fear. He looked back down at the scene around him, he stood silently on a bridge, both ends covered by a thick layer of fog. The sound of water running underneath the bridge was all he could hear, he knew it was there by the sound that it made, but the fog blocked it from sight.
"You seem lost." A voice dryly asks as the sound of footsteps echo around him.
"More then you know." The man sighs.
A woman dressed in a black hoodie and a pair of grey jeans steps out of the fog. The woman wordlessly appraoches the man and leans against the railing shoulder to shoulder with the stressed looking man. They both silently stare at the fog that covers the water and anything surrounding it. Minutes go by without a single word being said.
"What's eating you up?" The woman asks.
"I... Do you ever feel that, just maybe, something doesn't feel right." The man answers as he looks over the edge of the bridge and into the fog. "It could just be my mind, I'm... missing a few bolts."
"I have no idea what you're talking about, I don't see anything that could seem out of place." The woman replies.
"Not see, feel. Something feels out of place. The fog, the air, everything seems... A little, thick." The man explains.
"Fog? Never mind, you seem a little stressed, you should probably get home and take a minute to relax." The woman says as she rests a hand on the railing.
"Yeah, you're probably right. I'm just being ridiculous right now. Enjoy your day." The man says as he steps away from the railing and heads towards the fog.
The fog around the man seemingly pulses as he walks through it, each pulse followed by the splash of someone stepping in a puddle. The man's heart starts to race as he travels through the enveloping fog. After a while of walking the man realises that he's walking on grass.
"What the..." The man mumbles as he reaches down and runs his fingers across the grass. "There isn't any grass near the bridge..."
The man feels the urge to continue walking, deeper into the fog. The man swallows his nervousness and continues walking into the fog, each step accompanied by the sound of a horse walking next to him. The man could feel his heart and mind begin to race with worry. After a few minutes of walking the man finally gets to the other side of the fog, only to find he's not in his home town anymore.
"What the fuck..." The man mumbles.
In front of the man is a run down looking victorian era town, tall, rotten wooden houses line cobbled streets.
"What happened to Ponyville?" A gentle voice asks with a whimper.
The man looks towards the voice and sees a terrified looking yellow horse with a pink mane and tail. The man then looks over towards the town with a look of confusion.
"Wh-What are you?" The yellow horse asks.
"I-I'm a human, what are you?" The man asks in return.
"A pony." The yellow horse answers with an audible swallow.
The man looks back towards the fog and sees a large hole in the ground, spanning as far as he could see.
"Do you know what happened to Ponyville?" The yellow horse asks.
"Ponyville? Erm, no, I just got here, I..." The man answers as he scratches the back of his head. "Where am I?"
"You're on the outskirts of Ponyville, not too far from Canterlot." The yellow mare answers.
"I, don't know where that is... Erm, my name's Sean." The man says, introducing himself.
"I'm Fluttershy." The yellow horse responds.
The pair wordlessly look at eachother before both continuing towards the town.
"Why did you ask if I knew what happened to this place?" Sean asks.
"It's not normally like this, it's normally so cheerful and clean... Now, it's rotten and sad." Fluttershy answers with a sigh.
As the approach the first building they see that the street is completely empty and filled with a mist, making seeing anything beyond eight feet away impossible.
"Everypony seemed to disappear as soon as this fog arrived." Fluttershy explains.
"The fog?" Sean asks himself.
Sean stares into the fog, his mind juggling different thoughts and worries.
"We should get to Twilight's castle, she'll know what to do." Fluttershy says as she leads Sean deeper into the town.
The journey there is filled with silence and a thick air of nervousness surrounding the pair.
"What's this 'Twilight' like? Will they know what's going on?" Sean asks.
"I don't know, I'm just hoping she does." Fluttershy answers.
As they continue to walk a tall tree made of crystals comes into a view, among the branches of the tree sat a castle, also made of crystals.
"Wow..." Sean mumbles in amazement.
"Something's not right, the crystals are dark and not as inviting as they normally are." Fluttershy explains.
Sean looks at the crystals and notices that the edges of the crystals give of the appearance of being slightly darker then the rest of the crystal.
"We should head inside anyway, they might know something about whatever's going on." Sean says as he walks towards the door at the foot of the tree.
Fluttershy follows him towards the door, her nerves nearly getting the better of her. As Sean approached the door he saw that the wood of the door was peeling and looked like it was rotten.
"Are you sure they're here? This door doesn't look like it's been touched in years." Sean asks.
"Yeah, she lives here. I saw her arriving home with some apples from Apple Acres." Fluttershy answers.
Sean then pushes the door open, revealing a room filled with books and scattered pages. The walls are damp and coated in a thin layer of grime.
"Twilight?" Fluttershy nervously asks.
No reply comes, the only sound is the sound of Fluttershy whimpering as her fear builds up. Sean gently rests a hand on Fluttershy's shoulder, calming her down for a moment.
"I'm here with you, I have your back." Sean says, calming Fluttershy down enough for her to think straight.
Fluttershy looks over towards a hallway near the back of the entrance. The hallway is dark and gives off a feeling of being endless.