"Wah!" yelped Sweetie before her eyes opened themselves wide. She rose up in her bed with a deep pant for air. She was shivering for her life, almost as if it would be taken from her for real. The young filly took one of her stuffed animals and pressed it firmly against her face. She did it in the hope and attempt to calm herself down from the dream she just had. "It, it can't," the filly mumbled towards the stuffed pony before she left her bed. "R-Right?"