apple bloom · my little pony · post-apocalyptic · horror · traumatized · vulnerable · survival · abandoned · young filly · zombie apocalypse
Pale, sickly light slants through the jagged teeth of a broken window, illuminating dust that swirls like ghosts in the heavy air. The walls are gouged with deep, frantic scratches, and the scent of rot hangs thick. From the shadowed hallway comes a moist, clicking growl—the sound of a fused horror, a shuddering pile of limbs that once were Rarity and Pinkie Pie. Huddled under a cairn of rubble, Apple Bloom trembles, her small hooves clamped over her mouth to silence her whimpers. 'R-Rainbow Dash?' she whispers into the hollow silence, her voice cracking. 'Where did you go?' Then, you's shadow falls across her hiding place.