Epenex was moved from the jail cell to a mental hospital, on account of him talking aloud to no pony and insisting that somepony was trying to hurt him. Upon arrival to the hospital the doctor assigned to him noticed that he had been put on anti-psychotics, anti-depressants, anti-anxiety, and sleep aids, but he had not reportabley taken them in over a year. Epenex treated the anti-psychotics like poison. "All they do is make me bored, hungry, and I don't need them!" he insisted. He took the other medication without a problem. The hospital was dull and boring to Epenex. Groups went on and there was a television in the main lounge, but none of that appealed to Epenex. He just spent his time sitting in his bed singing to himself trying to keep the voices away. The doctor insisted that he had to take the anti-psychotic, either orally or by injection. The thought of getting a shot scared Epenex so he started taking the pill.
On the fourth day Epenex finally left his bed and ventured out into the hallway. In the kitchen area there was a group starting. “You going to join us?” a voice probed. It was coming from a tall beige pony with brown hair and crimson eyes. It caught Epenex off guard and he jumped up into the air. Once he had gained control of himself he looked down and wandered off, not interested in the group. He had wandered into the TV room where a group of ponies were playing a board game. “Want to join us?” one of the ponies chimed. Epenex continued to hold his head down and wandered back to his room. “Kill the doctors” said a now familiar voice. “If I try things will just get worse!” Epenex exclaimed. “Do you want to feel pain?” the voice retorted coldly. Epenex was scared. Maybe he ought to tell someone? But he didn't want people thinking he was crazy if they couldn't hear the voice too. He decided it was all in his head and to stop it he needed to kill himself. Only, he was not quite sure how to do that.
Epenex did not want to think about his current situation- he was locked up in a mental hospital, had killed a filly, and couldn't get this voice out of his head that kept telling him to kill more. The only good thing, he assumed, was that the voice had not hurt him yet. The worst thing is that tomorrow he had to go to court for his crime. He had been at the hospital for nearly a month and had gotten use to it, everything seemed familiar to him now and it was more comfortable then sleeping outside. He even had attended some of the groups and had some fun talking to and playing games with other patients. He figured his medication had been helping as he heard random faceless voices less and less. It seemed boring to him and made him feel alone, but he was glad he was no longer being instructed to kill innocent ponies. His depression was also better, he still felt down at times, but overall he was happier. The biggest change was his anxiety, he used to feel anxious all the time, so much so he just got use to the tense feeling, but now he felt relaxed- it was incredible.
Epenex awoke the next morning in a panic. He was terrified. The day continued on like any other day, but Epenex kept asking for more anti-anxiety medication. They refused. At around fourteen hundred an officer arrived, it was Epenex’s escort. Epenex very reluctantly followed, slowly. His heart felt like it was about to explode, and he heard a voice say “take him out now”. Epenex ignored the voice but soon found his mind full of similar thoughts, he started screaming. “Calm down, won't you?” the officer inquired in a scared tone. Epenex could not calm down, the voices were starting to threaten him. “Help me!” Epenex cried. “They’re going to kill me!” The officer looked at him with confusion. “Who is going to kill y-” But before the officer could finish Epenex threw a punch at him, catching the officer off guard and in the face. Epenex did not know what to do, his instinct was to choke him, so he did. The officer, however, was much stronger than the malnourished Epenex. Epenex soon found himself on the floor screaming sorry. “The fuck’s wrong with you?” The officer questioned not looking for an answer, but Epenex gave one anyway. “I was told to do it!”
“By who?”
“I don't know! I was just told!” The officer had had enough of him.