> Be a Genesis-6 red fluffy pony, bio-engineered for play.
> Today you're going on an adventure with your bestest friend in the whole wide world!
> Her name is Rachael; you live with her, and her mummah and papa.
> And today you're going outside for the first time ever!
> Mummah is getting Rachael dressed.
> You're excited, but Rachael seems sad.
> It must be because daddy isn't coming with you today.
> He must be too tired, because you find him sleeping on the floor.
> You giggle and hug him.
"Papa silly! 'apposed to sleep on bed, not on fwoor!"
> You run back to Rachael and mummah.
> They're putting on their outdoor hats now, so that you can't see their faces.
> Mummah is running around the house, putting things in a bag.
> Rachael bends down and picks you up.
> She's hugging you too hard.
> You squirm some, but then you hug her back.
> Because that's what good fluffies do.
> Before you can tell Rachael about her silly daddy, mummah pulls you both out the door.
> After riding the elevator, though, you become confused.
> You aren't going outside, you're going to the park.
> You begin to complain, but mummah shushes you.
> You pout, but then Rachael scratches your ears.
> Oh well.
> At least you'll get to play in the park.
 
> When you arrive at the park, you spot some of your other fluffy friends.
> You start waving your hooves in excitement, wanting to run over and say hello.
> But mummah grabs Rachael and pulls you both away, to a part of the park you've never been to.
> This second disappointment overwhelms you, and you begin to whine.
"Mummah! Fwuffy wan pway with fweinds! Pwease wet fwuffy-"
> Mummah snatches you from Rachael's grasp, holding your mouth shut.
> You struggle; her fingers dig into your sides, hurting you.
> Your eyes begin to tear up.
> Suddenly she loosens her grip.
> Blinking back tears, you look up.
> A man you've never seen before is standing in front of you.
> He has a long mustache, longer than any you've ever seen before.
> He looks down at you, then back at mummah.
> He starts making silly noises you don't understand.
> Mummah starts making them as well.
> You choke back a sob, confused.
"Kawen?"
> All of you look down.
> It's your friend, Ginny!
> He begins hopping around excitedly, holding up his hooves.
"Kawen! Yay! Kawen! Kawen wan' pway? WaneeeuuUUURGGH!!!"
> There's a blur of motion; Ginny jerks and twitches, before falling over.
> The stranger stands back up, holding the still sparking sorry stick.
> He looks at mummah.
"We go."
 
> Before you can say anything, you're stuffed in a bag.
> You cry out, asking what's happening.
> No one answers you.
> You can barely hear muffled voices and sounds from outside the bag.
> You wait for what seems like forever.
> You need to go to the bathroom, but you know what happens when you don't use your litterbox.
> And you're terrified of being hit with the strange moustache man's sorry stick.
> Finally, the top of the bag opens up.
> The stranger looks in.
> You shrink back in terror.
> Without saying anything, he flings you and the bag away.
> You hit the ground rolling.
> You're all alone in a giant, dark room filled with strange glowing lights and pipes.
> You throw your head back and begin to wail.
> Suddenly television screens all around you snap to life.
> A mechanical voice echoes out all around you.
"Attention. Possible sighting of F#12D28K-8. Seeking positive identification pursuant to embezzelment investigation X/8986. Service rep to Arco-ground sector Blue-829."
> Blinking back tears, you shakily get to your feet.
> You look around; there's no sign of Rachael, mummah, or the terrible moustache man.
"Hewwo?"
> The voice answers back.
"Attention. Please remain where you are. A Corpsec service rep will arrive shortly. Thank you."
> You lie down, sobbing.
 
> Before long, you hear footsteps.
> A man wearing something that looks like an outside hat is coming towards you.
> He stops a few feet away, looking down, his face hidden behind dark glass.
"New fwend?"
> He glances around, looks back, and kicks you.
> You hit the wall and slide to the floor.
> You lay there shaking and sobbing, crying as hard as you can.
> The new man approaches, pulling out a collapsible metal cage.
> He reaches out for you, but stops.
> He begins to shiver and shake, giving a strangle scream.
> He falls to the ground.
> The moustache man is standing behind him, holding his sorry stick.
"Idiot rep."
> He leans down, and twists the new man's head until there is a snapping sound.
> Nearby, Rachael suddenly appears, running towards you.
> She gathers you into her arms, consoling you.
> You curl up in her arms, shaking.
> Through your tears, you see mummah standing there as well.
> The moustache man gets up, holding a toy he took from the new man.
> He and mummah make silly noises.
> She pulls out her phone, touching the screen, then shows it to him.
> He nods, before doing something with the new man's toy.
> You look down at the new man sleeping on the ground, then up at Rachael.
"Meanie munstah man get sowwy stick? No use wittabox?"
> The moustache man hands the toy to mummah, and starts jogging away.
> Mummah turns back to you and Rachael.
"Hurry. We need to get outside."
 
> You hate your new home, but it's better than outside.
> Outside is smelly, it makes you cough and it hurts your eyes.
> Your new home is a little better, but it's cold and dark, and there's nothing to play with.
> Mummah and Rachael aren't around right now.
> They were arguing before they left.
> Rachael must have been bad, because afterwards she was crying.
> You hugged her and told her not to worry, that she's good and that you love her.
> That only made her cry harder.
> But she hugged you and said she loved you, too.
> Then she ran outside.
> Mummah came over and held you on her lap for a while.
> She looked at you for a very long time.
> Finally she kissed you and put you down, before saying goodbye.
> She forgot to close the door.
> Your side still hurts from being kicked by the mean man, and you're starting to get hungry.
> You hope they get back soon.
> You don't like this adventure.