Equestrias dark secret : transformation: if a huma
Equestrias dark secret : transformation: if a human is found in Equestria thay are kidnapped and genetically modified into a pony unicorn or Griffin
The wind howled like a banshee, whipping the rain against the dusty windowpane of the abandoned cabin. Inside, Sarah huddled, shivering, the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke clinging to her clothes. She was lost, utterly lost, in this strange, magical land. The last thing she remembered was the blinding light, the jarring crash, and then… nothing.
She had woken up here, in the dilapidated cabin, with no memory of how she got there. The only clue to her predicament was a half-eaten apple core on the floor, and a strange, metallic scent that lingered in the air.
Days blurred into nights. Fear gnawed at her sanity. The silence, broken only by the wind and the rustling of leaves, amplified the dread in her heart. Then, one night, she heard it – a distant, high-pitched neigh, followed by a deep, guttural growl. The hairs on her arms stood on end.
Fear spurred her into action. She searched the cabin, desperate for any sign of escape, any weapon. Her fingers brushed against a metal box, its lid held shut by a rusted latch. She forced it open, revealing a collection of strange, metallic tools, their purpose unknown. There was something else, too – a small, leather-bound book, its pages filled with crude sketches and cryptic writing.
She recognized the pictures. Horses, with horns, with wings. But something was off. The eyes, they weren’t right. They were cold, predatory, reflecting a cruel intelligence. Her heart hammered in her chest. This was no ordinary book of creatures. This was a manual of horrors.
The neighing grew closer, followed by the guttural growl. She looked out the window, her breath catching in her throat. A creature, half-horse, half-eagle, stood in the clearing, its eyes burning with a predatory hunger. A Griffin.
Her hand trembled as she picked up a scalpel from the box. Fear twisted her into a whirlwind of despair. She had no chance. But then, she saw it – a line of writing in the book: “Transformation is a gift, a blessing. It’s a chance to become one of us… or a failure.”
She looked back at the Griffin. It was close now, the scent of wild, untamed magic filling the air. The Griffin’s eyes locked onto her, a knowing gleam in their depths. It wasn’t just hunger she saw, but a chilling understanding.
She didn’t want to be like it. She didn’t want to be a creature of magic, a slave to their world. This was Equestria, a land of wonder, but it had a dark secret – transformation, a forced evolution, a gruesome, genetic experiment. The Griffin moved closer, the scent of magic intensified. Sarah felt her body tremble, a deep fear taking hold. She looked at the scalpel in her hand, its sharp edge gleaming in the dim light.
It was her choice. Become one of them, or face an unimaginable fate. She closed her eyes, the scalpel trembling in her hand. This was her final stand.
The story ends abruptly, leaving the reader with a chilling question: what happened next? Did Sarah become a grotesque, monstrous creature, a slave to Equestria’s dark secret? Or did she fight back, even in the face of the impossible? The answer remains shrouded in the darkness, a grim reminder of the horror that lurks beneath the surface of magic.
