A/N: Maybe some of you think it's annoying that everything happening is too repetitive. But hey, what did you expect, it's a parody of Amnesia after all XD I hope you enjoy (if you don't I'll cry to sleep).

CHAPTER 3: QUESTIONS PLEADING FOR ANSWERS

I trotted about trying to bury my thoughts in my heavy chest. I really needed to talk to somepony. This solitude threatened to kill me and it scared me. On top of it all, if I was to encounter someone I would be scared til my knees couldn't stop clappering. The only company and the light I could have guiding me was the lantern floating in front of my muzzle. This loneliness has affected me too much I almost felt like I would go insane any minute. The hallucinations didn't make it any better, even though it only lasted about a second or two. Soon I couldn't just ignore my feelings. I felt like letting go and scream out my frustrations penetrating into my skull.

But my upper physique didn't allow me to. It probably understood the safety of letting the silence consume me.

Another door was opened as I stepped in, and intentionally let my back hoof bump into the threshold underneath me. There was really no reason to it, but I didn't mind. I gasped when collecting myself from the sight of the room.

As once before, it wasn't just a dusty, common, woody room. It was some sort of...saloon. I don't know the name of it...a place where you make dresses...you get the point. I'm not really helping my intelligence reputation trying to explain it. A plausible student of the the treacherous Celestia should tell.

I slowed down the pace of my steps, fading out the thumps. What exactly did my former teacher look like? Was she beautiful like a goddess? Was she ugly like a cliche villian? I didn't put my hoof on the answer just yet. My instinctives told me to march forth. My state of mind was yanking my chain. I would not give in.

I would keep going like I've told myself countless times by now.

So many times the words were barely remembered put together like that.

Then I saw it. A broken door in front of me. Maybe nothing special, but that's not what the problem was with it.

My front legs failed me; caving in with a ear raping thump, for the sake of my front being following it's lead. Invisible thoughts raced through my mind and air quickly left my body as I drowned in blurry wrap.

FLASHBACK

I panicked as the sweat gathered together and streamed down my temple all at once, something unwanted and I felt myself wince at the feeling. I was in a panic. I heard screaming behind that thin door. I just knew it was thin because I heard it so pronouncedly. I was not alone, Rainbow Dash stood by my side, her mouth forming a small 'o' at my expression. "Twi, snap out of it!" Her tomboyish, hoarse voice scolded me. I didn't let her hoof waving in front of me get my attention until it was too hard to ignore. I just stared at her, almost mad. "How can you be so calm in a time like this? Someone was freaking screaming from the other side of the door!" I spoke up, putting down the hoof. Rainbow Dash was oblivious to the steaming anger towards her I was going to release and instead sent me a cocky grin, unfolding her wings. "Well...if you were as brave as I am, you wouldn't be shaking like a frozen puppy or something!" I was going to cast my retort about not me being scared, but kept my jaw tense. I was not gonna give her the pleasure of maybe hearing my jolty voice.

The rainbow pony flapped her wings in an increasing speed I couldn't comprehend fully, then she darted to the mysterious door. I couldn't see what happened because I shut my eyes, afraid of her crash that ought happen. When I heard it I flinched and covered my face. Then I heard her voice, so full of satisfaction from accomplishing something. "There, piece of cake!" She grinned at me. Then I looked at the poor, abused door. I had many reasons to be mad right now, but also many to be grateful. I was about to say something, probably stutter, but she instantly began to run down the stairs; it appeared the door had been a passage to a lower floor in the castle. There was no choice but to run afterwards and I ignored the rest of the appearance of the passage as something less important than following my rainbow maned friend.

END OF FLASHBACK

I got up. Damn me and my psyche. I just wished I was a robot or at least something emotionless for once in my life.

I looked around myself and found a great amount of mannequins, shaped like ponies. I could've sworn I didn't see them before I entered the room. Was it my imagination? Maybe, maybe not. Another likelihood could be I hadn't paid attention carefully before. I licked my upper lip and analyzed the things rather sloppily, unlikely for being me. I narrowed my eyes when a glimpse had caught me by surprise, approaching the mannequin where the source could likely be. My heart jumped by all kinds of cheery feelings.

Another golden necklace, this time with a purple, rhombus shaped diamond in the middle. I more than gladly took it along with some oil I found in the room. After that, I walked down the passage, where my memory had left off. I didn't remember more, and I couldn't just sit here and think. If I wanted to know what kind of place was down there, I had to take a look.

I stopped when I saw a note laying lonely on one of the steps. Of course, I read it.

"Twilight's Diary

31st of May, 2010

I wish I could just understand what is happening. I wish someone random pony can just tell me what the hell's going on. I don't think I've ever felt so scared...so helpless. So vigilant and sad to say the least.

I couldn't sleep and decided to bother my big brother, he probably would be mad at me, but I was too egoistical to give a damn.

And I saw him. His lifeless eyes staring at me from his desk, just like Cadance's body; slumped over. My belly decided to play with me and I threw up on the floor. For some reason, I concluded I wouldn't tell anypony. I plain and simple chose to gallop up the stairs, pack my belongings and leave. Or no, I haven't left yet, as I write this.

Tears have been shed on this blade of my diary, but I just keep writing, hoping this text will look legible.

I will just let them find out themselves. I would possibly be kicked out, suspecting me to be some kind of contagious bad luck killing people whenever they got near me.

I will write more later. I just now had to write to remember ther purpose of my departure. I will leave after this entry. May the best of luck be with me.

I'm going to miss you, Shining Armor. I love you. Little sister is strong enough to make it herself."

I took the note and moved further. But then I heard those alarming sounds; rustling chains. I freaked out and my whole body trembled awfully. My tongue clicked the roof of my mouth and my legs moved by themselves as I walked backwards. To avoid stumbling, I turned around and galloped back upstairs. My fear grew ten times worse when I heard a hoarse voice a few metres behind me. "Get over here! I'll rip your head off!" The voice sounded ill-tempered and threatening. I was even more scared than the time the yellow pegasus appeared. That pony had seemed more lonely and sad, while this one threatened to tore of my limbs. Believe me or not, but she beat the other pony by far. My eyes danced around and I felt my gaze fade out as I ran for my life. I almost tripped but I avoided going wrong steps, fortunately. I barely got passed the door before slamming it shut, and instinctively in fear mode put tables and chairs blocking the passage. My paranoia, being my safeguard at the moment, made me use the closet as a suitable hiding spot.

The obstruction failed. I heard repetetive sounds of striking abusing the door, rustling of chains and her words that sent daggers up and down my spine, giving my heart extra speed and adredaline rushing through my veins. I almost had a heart attack when I heard the most undesirable sound in the world right now; the sounds of a door giving up it's strength, giving up; falling to the floor with a scoffed thump.

No matter how hard my heart raced, it could not even fight back my urge to peek through the crack of the closet door. When the frame met my gaze, pounding hit the insides of my head like a hammer, my eyes were half-lidded and I was completely sure I was going to faint. The thing being...I didn't. The adredaline had come out to counter something as unwanted as that.

At any rate; I saw a light blue pony. She, like the other one, had wings, but in everything else she was different. Her rainbow coloured mane was stained with blood on it, her wounds located here and there causing some of the stain on her side frame. The chains were hooked around her ankles and made huge effort to only move. Guess what, she had no eyes, only black sockets where they should be.

Aside all this, she was completely different to the other pony; harsh in tone, more athletic and fast, such an anger that rose higher than the mountains length. That angry look on her face that made my belly go all topsy-turvy. I looked down to avoid letting my sanity drain from me; the little of it that was left. I tried with every pore in my body to keep in my heavy breath. I think I succeeded with that.

"I will find you. And I will KILL you, cunt!" I've never heard a voice with such hatred; such despise; such...wrath. It was obvious that wrath was the strongest sin within her. Perhaps rightly...I've got no clue.

Eventually she left the room, and by my hearing it sounded like she left from the exit, not the passage. I decided not to breathe when I stepped out from my hiding spot. When the silence, oh, the lovely sound of silence, caressed my ears I was relieved once again. I made my mind to take my mind off the gutter and head through the passage. I did so as my eyes felt heavy. I was so sleepy, but I knew my sleep would take my life away.

I would not sleep.

No matter how tempting it was.

A/N: Suckish ending of a chapter TT_TT Stay tuned for chapter 4!