The threads of Pinkie's fate were already starting to take root in this dream world, and Pinkie could feel the pull of the place on her body. It slowly began to drain her of energy, and she could feel her heartbeat within this world stronger than that from her body. It was the voices that replied back that gave her strength to try and keep pushing on. They had so much life in there, and Pinkie wanted to feel that warmth and life too.
Climbing to her feet with shaky legs, she flicked the lantern back on. She didn't have the strength to hold it up, and had to use her other hand to brace her arm so she wouldn't shake the light too much. "I'm not hurt." She replied quietly and moved closer to the trio.
"I -- I don't feel well, though. Just so tired." Pinkie said with a defeated sigh. The light from the lantern, though minimal, showed an exhausted young girl. Like she had been fighting to stay alive for a while. The sight of three faces not from this world made her feel more hopeful than she felt since she got here. "Do you know the way to the Sleepy Hollow? I haven't been able to find it, I've been walking in a circle since I've got here -- and I can't remember how long I've been here now." Gaze lifted to look at the three trapped souls. Is that what they were? How did she know that? In the back of Pinkie's mind, something accepted the fact that she was possibly going to be here for the rest of her life - or rather, for the rest of her existence.