It felt like sleeping. Moving around felt like a dream and there was nothing to perceive out in the empty open. It was so dark, they could not differentiate if they had their eyes closed or opened. They looked downwards to see their outstretched hooves. Laying on what they assumed was a floor. A red outline around the edges their legs made it easier for them to get familiar to their limbs.
Soon enough, the pony lifted one foreleg up and carefully brought himself up. It was no daunting task but they lost balance after attempting to straighten themselves. A quick hoof caught the floor before they could fall back into a prone position.
This mishap almost made them face plant the floor and got them looking at the ground better. It was not dirt nor stone. It was almost soundless like walking on a rug. They find a white outline all around them, believing that the white outline was the ends of the platform they stood upon.
It was bright and so were they. The outlines looked similar to neon lights that lit up a bar. A bright ruby outline was all over their hooves. It was them. Their mane, tail, barrel, and chest had a similar color outlines. They could feel the fur brush against their hoof as they rubbed their appendage on their chest. The soft feeling reminded them of pillows and a bed. Which got them thinking.
Where were they?
Were they in a dream? They can remember sleeping before ending up in here. They can remember a few things but vague enough to not give them any details or clues. They can't even remember their own name! The pony lifted one leg and examined it with fascination.
"R- red," They look at the hoof "My name is Red"
Red. It felt better than nothing. For now, they looked on at the empty canvas and strode forward. They wanted answers and they won't find any if they stay here.
A pathway lit up in front of them as they got closer to the edge of the white platform. A same neon red flickered in and out before stabilizing to show a wide area. A staircase leading up to nowhere until flying blocks of red appeared out of the shadows. Red looked on at astonishment at the flying platforms. The laws of physics don't apply here at all!
At first, Red thought that the floating blocks were merely decorative until the block path stopped appearing and a sudden elevated platform emerged from the inky space. It appeared to stretch out farther than the area they stood on. There was no way Red could jump that high nor far. There was only one way to get up there and that is through the jumping blocks.
Red gulped but trotted to the staircase anyways. The first jump didn't look that far. A mere quarter of a meter. Only slipping could make them fall to the flat red ground below.
Red skipped over the gap, clearing it easily. The next jump was a little more than half a meter. A bit more challenge but doable. They jumped over the gap with ease. The second to last jump was about a meter long. Red was slightly intimidated by the length that they had to jump but they readied themselves anyways. The neon platform had a lot of room to make a running start. They backed up and ran to leap outwards, letting their rear legs spring them forward.
They landed in the middle but momentum didn't work in their favor. Red's heart sank when they realized that they were about to fly off the platform and quickly latched onto the side of the neon red cube. There was little to grip on to yet Red hanged on, their foreleg being the only thing stopping him from falling back to the ground.
The pony swung left and right, hoping to bring their other leg on the platform. The action made them slip further down but it paid off. With both legs on the platform, it was only a matter of time before their third leg was brought upwards then their whole body.
Back now on the platform, they looked towards the final jump. They didn't have to worry about overshooting it this time as the platform stretched out further and wider. However, the gap was at least more than a meter in length. It was going to be their longest jump yet. The floating island had little space, forcing Red to take a shorter running jump. They used every last centimeter they could rest on before taking off.
The ruby pony slammed into the the edge of the platform, knocking the wind out of their lungs. The edge wasn't sharp but it hurt. Coughing, Red lifted themselves up before lying on the floor breathing heavily.
"I wish I don't have to do that again" Red said to themselves.
Red walked on the same red platform for quarter an hour. Their muscles sore after the sudden jumping exercises that was necessary to go through. The soft thudding of their hoof steps making little noise to fill the empty darkness. They encountered a mini parkour course minutes ago. A bridge that also broke the law of physics. Even after running, jumping across, and kicking the wooden boards of the bridge had no effect. It was as if it was stuck there forever frozen in time.
The red pony was about to rest until they found a change in color in the horizon. The red neon color transitioned to white. After seeing nothing but one hue, they were pleased to see another color in their eyes. With newfound vigor, Red walked forwards into the dark, and at the same time, into the light.
Red walked in a big open space with nothing in it. They stood in confusion at the sight. For a vast area such as this with nothing in it. There has to be at least something in it.
Red walked forwards into the center of the island until a building appeared before him. It looked like a hut. The walls were rectangular and roof triangular. The hue was fully red too. A red fence lifted upwards from the ground around the hut giving Red a sizable amount of land among the empty space. But why?
Curious, Red walked into this mysterious house. A blend of white and shades of red made it easier for their eyes. No inside walls. There were a few furniture in here. Noticeably a table, a few chairs and a bed were here. No sign of electrical appliances nor lights anywhere.
Red looked at the bed with tired eyes.
"I won't say no to a bed" Then promptly slept.