The male Octavia pretty much
The rules of the seven rooms were unbreakable and unchangeable. Ponies die and ponies kill. At first it was only the murderer who would know about this rule, but an accident happened. Because I was tiny, I was able to move from room to room, and thus be able to figure the rule without him/her knowing about it.
However, it didn’t help much. Killer and victim, there was no way of switching roles from one to another. It was like physics, a law of the universe.
Even though, Rarity had started thinking about a way to keep living.
I moved from room to room and talked to every pony to see if they have any idea. They all looked depressed, but when I was about to leave they all looked like they wanted me to stay. Every pony was locked up in a separate room, and they were all feeling lonely, which must be hard to endure.
“You will just have to move from room to room and hide from him.”
“Because he/she didn’t know that you could move from room to room, so even if I die tomorrow, you can escape to another room. If you keep doing that, you could live.”
“But I will grow up, and then I won’t fit in the tunnels any more. Besides, he knew that he locked up TWO ponies in our room. If I’m not here, he would search everywhere for me.”
“But you can still live for another day.”
Rarity insisted, and she told me to do as she said. But I felt like it was just like beating a dead pony.
I went to the 3rd room and talked with her. Her name was strange. I only know how to pronounce it. For some reason she kept her notebook with her. Whoever locked her in here didn’t take it away from her for some reason. She had a pencil as well, and the tip had been chewed off so that the tip could be sharp enough to write.
She talked about her parents and the place she lived.
“There was a river right next to my apartments. It was crystal clear, and you could see all the cobble at the bottom.”
Her words planted a beautiful image in my head. It was like dreamland. The surface of the water was reflecting sunlight, shining and shimmering. It was a bright world. The blue sky above was enormous, and it felt like gravity had no effect on me.
Right now we were locked inside a small, tiny room. The ditch smelled like rotten flesh, and the weak light bulb made the room felt even darker somehow. But we were already used to this. The outside world seemed unfamiliar and strange. But now I remembered there was actually something like wind and the sun, and the thought made me want to cry.
We sat next to each other, chatting just like I did with the 2nd mare. She started singing. I suddenly felt confused, was she really going to be killed? Then I remembered that I was going to be killed too. I thought about the reason, which was as plain as some pony loved killing, which was just stupid.
She gave me the notebook.
“If you could get out of here, please give this to my parents.”
But can I really? The 2nd mare gave me her necklace as well, but I have no idea if I could get out or not.
Then suddenly, we heard hoof steps stopping right in front of her door and the sound of metal moving.
“Oh shit!” She said, her whole body froze. The chat had been so nice that we forgot about the time. I was supposed to leave at 6pm, but she didn’t have a hoof watch so I forgot as well.
“Quick, get out of here!” She whispered as she pushed me. I nodded and jumped into the ditch. I had to go upstream because I was close to the hole towards the 1st room. I climbed through the tiny hole, and then I heard the iron door open with a loud bang.
The reaper had appeared. I don’t think I could stare at him/her in the face. They were like a symbol of death to me, and I was afraid that my soul would perish if I just look at them in the eyes.
I moved into the empty 1st room. I stood up and took a deep breathe, and then I carefully placed the notebook down on the floor.
The mare who was talking to me just now was about to be killed, right next to me. Suddenly, a crazy idea formed inside my brain. My body started shaking from the fear. I knew it’s crazy risky, but I had to do it.
If I want to escape with Rarity, I need to know more information. Of course if I enter the room, I would be killed right away. I had to watch him from inside the ditch. Even though, I was extremely nervous, to the point where I felt like I was going to faint. If I got caught, I wouldn’t even have to wait till tomorrow to get killed.
I moved to the square hole. I knelt down and pushed my knees against the slippery surface. The water was not fast, so I should be able to go backwards with caution. But there was a thin layer of some slippery thing on the concrete surface. I had to be very, very careful.
I moved forward slowly and reached the other end. I slowly poked my head through the surface and looked up. I heard extremely loud noise as soon as my ears left the dirty water. And then, I saw it.
The mare who was talking to me had turned into a pile of blood and flesh. The iron door was opened. The inside was smooth, but on the outside there was a slot for a metal bar to go through. The metal bar had been removed and placed on the side so the door could be opened. The iron door separated every pony until the moment they die.
There was another pink mare. She was standing right next to the pile of bodies, facing away from me. If she was looking my way, I would have been spotted right away.
I couldn’t see her face, but I saw her holding a chainsaw. The chain saw was running and loud. I finally realized that the noise of machine running was coming from this chainsaw. The pink mare was standing up straight, and she sounded happy.
I could hear her singing, but the sound was covered up by the noise of the chainsaw. She poked the chainsaw into the pile of bodies a few times to cut them into smaller piece. Red stuff splattered from the pile and covered everywhere. I felt my stomach turn.
She was about to turn around.
I quickly grabbed onto the slippery surface and pulled myself backwards into the hole behind me. I was lucky, she didn’t turn all the way. She didn’t saw me, but if she turned her neck a few degrees my way, I would’ve been dead.
I moved back to the first room. It’s not safe either, since she might come back and open the door and lock another new mare up in here. I lied against the wall and listened closely. When I heard her hooves steps moving out of the door, I dashed into the ditch and moved back.
The room was cleaned up again. She closed the door behind her with a loud “bang” and trotted away, maybe to transport her next victim. I caught the chance the moved downstream, back to where Rarity was.