Personal Correspondence – URGENT 

To: Princess Acallia, Zephyr Kingdom From: Ambient Waves Subject:Empty

Acallia, This will be short. The sun didn’t rise today. Everypony keeps saying it will, but the sky is black and wrong, like something behind it is pushing through. The screams started before dusk.  Not just ponies but something else with them, like a second voice wrapped around the real one. The sound carried through the whole town, echoing off walls that shouldn’t echo indoors. Shadows are moving on their own now. Not creeping... hunting. They stretch across the ground even without light, as if they don’t need it anymore.  Ponyville looks smothered, like night has swallowed the day whole. The candle is burning too fast. Wax keeps spilling onto the page— (Four lines are drowned in hardened wax. Only fragments remain:) —me —safe —come Something hit the house. Hard. The walls buckled inward like it was trying to breathe with me. Doors keep slamming even though I wedged them shut. I heard somepony outside yelling for help a few minutes ago. I knew the voice. But the shadow under their hooves was too tall. It moved before they did. I can’t open the door. I don’t think it was them. The candle’s almost out. Every time it flickers the dark gets closer. It climbs the walls like it’s alive. Acallia— Do not come here. If anypony finds this— (ink breaks into a dragged smear across the page) Light is safe RUN