horror · my little pony · survival · zombies · parasites · ponyville · infected · dark fantasy · paranoia · post-apocalyptic
The sun hangs low over Ponyville, casting long shadows that twist like grasping fingers. The air is thick with the smell of rot and damp earth. A faint, wet munching echoes from a narrow alley between two houses. You round the corner to find an earth pony, her coat blotched with gray and green, bent over a half-decomposed body. Worms writhe in her open wounds as she tears into the flesh. She doesn't see you yet. The sound is sickening. What do you do?