My name is Thunder Cloud. I reside in Ponyville, Equestria. I need to make a record of my encounters with that horrible thing, whatever the hell it is, before it decides to take me. I know it will, it's only a matter of when it wants to. I hope to keep my findings inside this notebook along with all of my video evidence, well at least the parts of it that are still useable. I guess I should explain in case the two articles become separated.
Two months ago, a filly went missing while playing near the Everfree forest. The search party was one of the largest I've ever seen. It looked like every Pegasus in Cloudsdale was searching the forest from above. Princess Celestia herself combed the Everfree forest with her magic, but to no avail. The only thing recovered from the forest was a small diamond encrusted tiara…
Ponyville was on edge. There was a full blown investigation that lasted for two weeks after the filly was reported missing. Nothing more was ever discovered as to the fate of the poor little soul. Just as most of Ponyville was starting to simmer down, it had happened again. The only difference this time was that there was a witness. I was that witness.
I wish I could forget it. It was the most disturbing thing I have ever come across in my entire life. I had been accompanying a friend of mine through the Everfree forest. He was looking for a spot to inspire his musical writing or something like that, and he always was more relaxed in nature. Some might wonder what we were doing going to the Everfree forest looking for a calm and serene spot in the first place. Honestly, we had no idea either. Just the way our heads worked sometimes. We came across a clearing that would make one think that they had left the Everfree forest. It was absolutely beautiful. The sunlight poured into the clearing at the most amazing angle. Colorful flowers grew scattered around the peaceful clearing.
He said it was perfect and that he couldn't wait to start writing his music. When I asked him how he expected to find it again, his grin faded. We laughed it off and I agreed to show him to and from the clearing when I wasn't busy.
We stayed until nightfall just talking about flying, music, cute mares, nothing too particular. While the sky began turning from a bright orange to a more menacing black, we started to leave the forest and head home.
Not long after leaving the clearing, I felt as if we weren't the only two ponies wandering the Everfree forest that particular night. Bringing up the idea to my friend just put us both on edge, well, more so than we were to begin with. I looked behind us and saw something white move behind a tree. Brushing it off as a bird, I shook it off and kept walking down the path.
The path we were on was definitely the same we took on the way in, but it felt longer. Plus, the feeling of being watched only grew the further we walked. My friend pointed out a carving on one of the trees we passed. It was a simple drawing, but very out of place. I knew for a fact that it wasn't there when we passed during the day. It was a circle with an X sitting in the center.
I told him I would fly through the canopy above and try to see where we were. Before I knew it, I was hovering above the tree line. We had a bit further to go, but it wouldn't take very long. I heard him scream and started a dive-bomb straight back to the forest floor. Then I saw it. It had the shape of a pony, but there was just no way. That creature was so not a pony! It was tall. Looked like it was wearing a suit. It had these weird tendrils coming from its back or shoulders. I couldn't tell which from the front. They looked like tentacles or maybe branches or something. One of them was holding my friend around the throat a few feet off the ground. He was choking to death. I could tell from his face. But looking at his face meant I had to look at its face too. But there was no face. No eyes. No nose. No mane. Completely blank. Like a mannequin.
My friend was trying to say run. I could tell, but just barely. He kept signaling me to leave, but I couldn't. I couldn't leave him there to be murdered by that thing. But my wings wouldn't listen to me. I couldn't take off. I watched in horror as his neck snapped and he quit pulling at the tendril on his neck. His body fell to the forest floor with a thud. Wide-eyed, I found the strength, or fear, to turn around and run. My wings still refused to work, so I dashed down the path as far as my legs would take me.
Every time I looked over my shoulder, that thing would be three trees behind me. I broke through the last set of trees and kept rushing until I made it into town. My lungs were burning from inhaling the chilly November air, but that was the least of my worries. I ran straight back to my house refusing to look back until I made it inside. Only when I slammed open the door to my house and closed it right behind my tail and locked every door and window did I dare rest. I peered out of every window in the house. The creature was nowhere to be seen, but that didn't mean it was gone.
I scoured the house looking for my old video camera. My parents had gotten it for me when I graduated flight school, but I knew it would still be in working condition. I knew that nopony would ever believe what I had witnessed that night. I had to have proof.
The next day I reported my friend missing in the Everfree forest after going back to the scene of the incident. His body wasn't there anymore. I didn't expect it to be, but I had to be sure. Something told me that this is what took that filly. The poor girl. I've decided to upload my notebook entries to this website. I'm not too good with computers and I have no idea how to upload tapes, so don't hold your breath with the videos.
I don't know what that thing is, how it got here, or what it wants. But I do know this: I'm going to kill it. For Bright Chord.