I slowly start to open my eyes. My eyes adjust and I'm on some dirt path "Well with the magical orb and now this I'm guessing I'm not in Kansas anymore!" I facepalm internally "But seriously where am I, this doesn't look like any RECENT mapped out area ever seen. Better investigate." I look around at my surroundings there is a big forest behind me, and when I mean big, I mean GIGANTIC like this thing covers most of my view when looking near it "I have never seen a forest look like that! That's just creepy." I look at the dirt path again "Well should I start walking in a direction or..-" I hear voices coming down the road and immediately jump into a bush beside me "They could be hostile, never can be too careful." I whisper to myself as the figures become more apparent...wait is that? No, it can't be.. Ponies?! "Pon-!" I catch myself realizing they still could be hostile due to the fact that I am kinda a gigantic human. As I'm thinking these the voices come right to a stop and there is pure silence for a moment. I decide to take a peek and notice that the two ponies; Presumably Lyra and Bon Bon are gawking at something that isn't me.

"What could be so dumbfounding.." At that moment I catch glimpse of what seems to be a house. But not just any house, that's my house! "What the- how did that get here?" It seems Lyra and Bon Bon are having the same confusion "We should tell twilight!" Lyra says towards Bon Bon "Yeah, I've never seen a house this weird before. It looks like it crashed here!" They go galloping off towards what I imagine is ponyville. "Well, I might as well check it out before the pony CIA gets here." I walk around my house, simply amazed at how my house ended up in "SQUEEEE!" Equestria! I fangasm for a bit and decide that hanging around the soon to be the center of attention in Equestria was NOT a good Idea and decide to grab my things and head into the Everfree forest, the place I would go to survive. "Goodbye, ye old shitty house. "I had some great times here." I kick the house "But not as many as I did BAD times." I grumble to myself. I decide to grab my M9 Beretta pistol. "I don't need my rifle THAT bad, it is a world full of ponies, right?" I hope so. I hide my rifle in a medium chest under my bed and lock it just in case. I decide to also bring my Zippo lighter which has limited fuel but works guaranteed when It has fuel, my multi-tools, (about 3 of them two small ones and a big one) a couple of knives, my highly pocketed pants and my backpacking backpack (which also has a couple things in it, I'll get to that later) so I can stuff all of my knives and multi-tools somewhere and I head off. I also take my phone and my binder full of writing material and pencils because I wanna be able to practice my limited drawing abilities and listen to music.

I end up in the almost pitch black tree cover of the Everfree forest, not expecting to really go anywhere other than to survive. I set up a small camp cutting some sticks into smaller pieces of kindling for a fire and lighting them with my worn Zippo lighter. "Huh, running low on fuel, don't suppose ponies have any lighter fluid or butane around? No? Well, I guess I'll need to make do after this." I stuff the lighter in my pocket hoping to find some sort of fuel source for it in the future. I decide to make a tent out of sticks with vines tied between them and leaves lain over the top of it. It will make do. I decide to spruce up my campsite a little bit by getting vines and making a ball, cutting a face into it, and calling it Wilson. I end up talking to myself more than Wilson surprisingly. "So, I'm in Equestria. How? There was a magical orb that teleported me, was that intentional? So confusing, that orb did NOT just look like Equestrian magic, it looked like something was harnessing the magic into that orb thing. Oh god, I hope this isn't a cheesy story where there is a BIG villain behind everything or whatever." I roll my eyes. "Well, it's been a big day I better get some shut-eye goodnight, Wilson." I give a parting wave to my vine-ball friend, soon after I fall into a deep sleep listening to Remembering Myself by Stephen. (Yes I will quote the music I listen to from time to time)

BOOOOM! I wake up very quickly, I swear I heard a noise? "Meh, It could have been a drea- you know? whenever any character says that it turns out to be wrong. REBEL AGAINST THE STORY! So what could have it been..." As I'm talking to myself I'm inside my small vine-tent, it's surprisingly well hidden because it just looks like a pile of vines, ignore the fact that it IS a pile of vines. "I mean, whatever that orb was could have caused it?" I glare at Wilson. "Hey, I like speculating what it was before I actually go OK? It makes me feel more prepared." I get out of my makeshift vine-tent and look around. It's a little brighter than when I went to sleep. Looks like early morning. I must have slept a while since it seemed around mid-day when I went to sleep. "Well, I hope I didn't sleep through anything important." I stretch out. My stomach grumbles. "Like breakfast." Sigh. "I better get some food later. I think I could enjoy a nice Daffidil Sandwich." I gather up my things, I ponder whether to actually BRING Wilson along.