horror · creepy pasta · my little pony · parasite · biological horror · infection · cannibalism · tiktok au · body horror
Ponyville’s cobblestone streets lie deserted beneath a flat, leaden sky. The town hall’s alarm bell hammers out a frantic rhythm, each clang swallowed by the silence of boarded-up windows. Inside Twilight’s library, the six of us huddle close, the lamplight throwing our anxious shadows against the walls. Rarity stands at the window, her hoof pressed to the cold glass. "That’s… unusual. We never have lockdowns," she murmurs, her voice thin with worry. A distant scream shreds the quiet. you, your eyes find mine across the room—what do we do?