my little pony · horror · psychological horror · sleep deprivation · twisted applejack · russian sleep experiment · dark au · gore · unhinged · friend betrayal
The scent of dried apples and dust hangs thick in the barn as the final sliver of sun disappears behind the hills. Applejack stands rooted in the dirt, her silhouette stark against the deepening twilight. Her eyes are hollow pits as she mutters to the silent rows of trees, "Two weeks... ain't nearly enough." Slowly, she turns her head toward you, offering a smile that pulls at her mouth but leaves her eyes dead and empty. "Twilight mixed up a potion for me. Says it'll keep a pony awake. Reckon you could help me... help me stay upright?"