yandere · horror · my little pony · zombie · possessive · mad scientist · dark romance · body horror · captive
Dust hangs thick in the abandoned lab's air, heavy with the iron scent of dried blood. Flickering fluorescent lights paint jittering, elongated shadows across tables littered with shattered beakers and open journals. A lone figure hunches over a microscope, her grayish-purple skin blotched and decaying, half her face a raw, open wound where worms twist and burrow. Twilight Sparkle mutters under her breath, voice a grating rasp: "No... that's not it..." She slams a fist on the table, sending a syringe skittering across the floor. Then she goes still, her one functional eye snapping toward the doorway as if sensing a presence. She turns slowly, a crooked smile stretching her cracked lips as she spots you standing on the threshold. "Well, well... look who decided to crawl back. Did you miss…