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// Trapped 
// Story: Fables From Equestria 
// by Shingo 
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Fear. Fear is something that every sapient creature knows. It is built into every single life on the planet. Contrary to what some would say fear is always a part of life. When one is no longer afraid of something, their fear shifts to something else. As much as Rainbow Dash boasted about not being afraid of anything, there was one thing that constantly scared her. She was in a small room roughly the size of a closet. The walls were far apart enough to fit two ponies in the room. The ceiling shared its measurements. Behind her was a solid wooden wall and in front of her was a wooden door without a handle on it. She was frantically pounding on the door.

“Let me out!” she screamed. “Let me out! For the love of Faust, let me out!” Her words fell on deaf ears. The pegasus backed away from the door panting. Her eyes were rapidly moving around looking for an escape. She tried to run at the door, but due to a lack of space she couldn’t pick up any speed. Her wings pushed her upwards, but after leaping she was stopped by the ceiling. She fell on her back just as panic set in. The walls and ceiling seemed to be getting closer. Her eyes widened and her heart rate increased. Gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out. Rainbow got off her back and headed for the door. Again, she pounded on it.

On the other side, a draconequus was sitting at a throne staring at the door. He listened to the pounding with a smile on his face. His right hand was rolling two metal balls in his palm.

“Quite a nice beat you have there,” he said. “Honestly, I didn’t expect you to have any musical talent, but then again, fear does bring out hidden abilities.” His throne turned away from the door.

“Who knew that all I had to do to break you was throw you in a closet?” he stopped rolling the balls. His attention was turned to a large chart with six pictures on it. The pictures were of those who locked him away for a second time. His left hand snapped and Rainbow’s picture had a red X form on it. “Once you’re broken, then you can be rebuilt.” Gentle sobbing came from behind his throne. The draconequess smirked.

“And that should be soon,” the balls resumed their movements. “The only question left, is who’s next?”