The days down here seemed to blur together, without the sun's guidance, the concept of time seems to cease to exist down here. Poltergeist doesn't know what day it is or where he's at in this forsaken place. He walks until he is tired and eats whatever edible thing he can manage to find. He would say that he was lonely being down here by himself, his brother who had managed to talk him into coming down here was nowhere to be found now. He also has yet to come across another horse like him. But he honestly doesn't mind it, being alone means that whatever he finds ends up being his alone.

Poltergeist likes that, he likes not having to divide things between himself and others. Growing up he even hated doing so with his brother. The grey and somatic stallion let out a sigh as he settled down on a decently clean spot for a break. Even though he enjoys the lone wolf life down here as he navigates these disgusting halls, there are times he yearns for company once more even if it means sharing his spoils. He especially yearns to see his older brother once again. With a newly found boost of energy and motivation, Poltergeist got back up and continued walking. He was determined to find his brother or at least another courser like him.