- >You are Anonymous.
 - >You awake in a strange land.
 - >This is not your bed.
 - >This is not your home.
 - >You twist your head to soak in your heavily saturated surroundings.
 - >A pink blur races towards you.
 - >It stops a mere inch in front of your face.
 - >”Hiya! I’m Pinkie Pie!”
 - >The worlds explode around you. You and the pink mare stand still on a plain of temporal null as four-dimensional shards rain down upon you.
 - >You feel yourself sink upwards to the everlasting. The pink mare’s grin only goes wider as her face splits in two, revealing a similar looking mare with a muted coat and complanate hair.
 - >You’re pulled away from her before she can wedge her sickly tendrils through the cracks in your caccoon.
 - >You’re back on Earth.
 - >You’re home.
 - >In front of you, a baby being breast fed by a mother.
 - >And the mother being breast fed by her husband, who lactates nickels and dimes.
 - >The husband slowly look up to you, his face turns pale.
 - >You see him age before your eyes.
 - >A single tear drop falls off his face, and into the mother’s eye.
 - >She sheds a tear, doubling the size of it.
 - >It falls onto the child’s face, making the tear even greater.
 - >It drops to the ground. A salty sea of sorrow washes over you and drags you into its murky depths.
 - >You awake in a strange land.
 - >This is not your bed.
 - >You look to the mare once again.
 - >”What’s your name?!”
 - >You open your mouth to speak.
 - >A stallion behind the mare writhes as his heart skips a beat… Two beats… Three beats.
 - >What is your name.
 - >A foal runs to the stallion as tears of blood run down his face. The stallion squirms to retain his existence. It is a losing battle.
 - >What is your name.
 - >You try to speak once more.
 - >A cry of agony ripples across the atmosphere. The sun itself flashes out like an aged light bulb.
 - >What is your name.
 - >You begin to cry as the foal does.
 - >You try to speak once more
 - >The universe screams in defiance at your existence. It breeches every physical impossibility to attempt to remove you, but to no avail.
 - >You blink in and out of existence as you try to return to the home you know.
 - >A cupcake store in a nearby town goes out of business.
 - >The worst possible ships become a reality.
 - >What is your name.
 - “My name… Is Anonymous.”
 

