Fluttershy, the mind [spooky]

Fluttershy was alone in her cottage. No ponies, no animals, just Fluttershy. At least, Fluttershy was fairly sure of that. Fairly. She was more or less certain that the noises she was hearing were nothing more than her imagination. That the shadows moving across the corner of her vision were the result of being alone for too long. She really needed to get outside. Take care of her animals. Talk to some ponies. Some real ponies, not the eyeless, inequine forms that plagued her home. Maybe some sleep would do her good. Yes, sleep. Sleep. Sleep…