sleep experiment

“Applejack?” **Applebloom asked in a voice barely above a whisper. Somewhere behind her she could hear Sweetie Belle throwing up.** “I’ll get help!” **Scootaloo offered, taking the first opportunity to get as far away from that place as possible.** “Quit yer laughin’!” **Applejack gasped, her voice cracked as she spoke. She still didn’t understand why her body refused to respond to her. She attempted getting up but each time she tried she faced a new wave of nausea.** **Applejack noticed her vision would become blurry now and again and furiously blinked her eyes in an effort to clear it. She felt some pony tugging at her front hoof and turned to see Applebloom hovering over her. Applebloom was saying something to her but all she heard was muffled shouts with no meaning. She tried once more to get up but Applebloom protested, pointing to her back hooves. Applejack propped herself up to see what all the fuss was about and realized what had happened. She tilted her head to the side, wondering how she could be feeling no pain. She didn’t even notice the cuts and scrapes from the fallen branches; several of which were bleeding. Applebloom shouted something incoherent again and ran away. As soon as Applebloom left, the ringing in Applejack’s ear decreased but didn’t disappear. Applejack pulled a few branches within reach closer to her looking for a few thick and sturdy ones. Her head was swimming and she felt wave after wave of nausea but wasn’t deterred from her task.**