Title:           The Boding (i.e. This doesn't bode well) Pt1
Author:          Desgax
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First Edit:      Monday 16th of July 2012 02:15:56 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 16th of July 2012 02:15:56 PM CDT

Day 55 in Equestria
>You finally got away from those blood hounds or whatever type of tracking dog they have here
>You think back to the field of flowers you went through in the forest
>Maybe that was what got them off your trail
>You start unpacking your things for dinner
>After fumbling with the plug for a bit you finally manage to plug in your electric grill into the battery on your backpack
>Fire would for sure give away your position
>As you lay the strips of meat onto the grill you think back to how you were lucky enough to make such a find
>There you were, standing on the border of the Everfree forest when you spotted a small cottage fashioned out of a tree
>And in the back of the cottage was a chicken coop
>Jackpot.
>But of course the chickens had to be extremely loud when you began to slit their throats
>Barely gotten to the second one before they started to make a racket
>When that happened the lights went on in the cottage and you knew it was time to book it
>You quickly grabbed up the dead chickens and had run off into the forest
>They say the forest is infested with monsters
>But no monster in there could've been worse than the one back at the castle
>Thinking back about those memories, you started to instinctively fondle the bandages on your left shoulder
>You instantly stopped yourself and instead go back to poking the meat with a stick you had picked off of the ground
>By the smell of the meat it was done
>You quickly shoved it into your ready mouth and ignored the crunchiness of it
>The chicken was the most delicious meat you had eaten in your life
>Not literally, but after eating nothing but mostly rotten vegetables for a more than a month, unseasoned chicken with a couple of feathers in it tasted better than any god damned KFC on the planet!
>Assuming they have KFC here
>You stifled a laugh as you remembered the times of playing Minecraft and cooking chicken in game
>Good times
>Well better get off to bed
>You unplug the grill and roll the cord up in a tidy fashion and place the set into your backpack
>You grab the hammock out as your putting the grill away and set it up high in a nearby tree
>Comfy and highly convenient
>You hang your backpack on a nearby branch and roll up into your hammock
>As you slowly fall asleep, memories of the past few weeks flow though your mind like a mad river carving down a mountain
>And that monsters face
>Her horrible lust-filled eyes, drilling into your very soul
"Oh please god no-...!!!"
>You say softly as your brain acted on its own, recalling how you got into this mess in the first place