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// Homicide 
// Story: Dementia's Decay 
// by Pernix 
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Celestia above... there's been a murder near my home. I watched every second of it. Every single moment felt like a lifetime as I merely observed it.

I was attempting to sleep again, another failure after so many tries. I decided to take another glance out my front window, to make sure there weren't anymore ponies attempting to commit untimely suicides. Maybe this time I could stop them.

There were no suicide attempts. Only something much, much worse.

One pony was walking outside. Once again, I couldn't make out a face because of the darkness that the night had brought. I could only make out it's figure, thanks to the bright moonlight. The pony had a long flowing mane and wings. It wasn't long before this pony was joined by another pegasus.

Both ponies stood still on the grass outside, simply staring at each other, face to face. I simply watched, as one pony pulled something out of it's saddlebag. The object gleamed in the moonlight, shining reflections into my window from time to time. I instantly realized what the object was, and froze in place, trying to pull my eyes away from the scene that was about to unfold.

The pony raised the knife well over it's head, then quickly thrust it into the other pony's chest. The pony receiving the blow didn't put up any struggle whatsoever. It didn't try to fly away, yell for help, plead for mercy... it didn't even scream. The murderer repeated this several times, before the victim had finally fallen over, dead.

I stood in front of my window, petrified as I watched each individual stab land on the victim. I could see streams of blood erupting from the wounds, also reflecting and shimmering in the light of the moon. The killer watched his victim fall to the ground, lifeless as it collapsed.

It erected it's neck, perked it's wings up, and turned it's head to stare directly at me through my window.

I was terrified, and shot away from my window, making whatever effort I could to deny this killer entrance into my home. I blocked the doors, doused the lights, and hid under my bed. I forgot something important.

I forgot to cover my window up.

It was too late then. The pony had started to slam it's hooves on my door, trying to break it down. I could only listen as each blow landed, and pray that it wouldn't be able to make it inside. After a few minutes, the blows subsided, leaving only silence.

The killer flew over to my window, a silhouette in the moonlight, trying to stare through the glass to find me. I trembled in my hiding spot, hoping that it's eyes would pass me by. I foolishly made a fatal error, and accidentally knocked over a large book that was also under my bed. The noise was loud enough to make the pony notice, as it's eyes instantly shot over to mine.

There was nothing I could do, this pegasus could easily break my window and charge after me. It merely stayed in place, as our eyes seemed to duel over my sanity. It was clear that this pegasus had seen me, as it's petrifying stare never moved from me. I was certain that I was as good as dead.

It didn't attempt to come after me. Instead, it raised the bloody knife it had been carrying, and shoved it into it's own throat. I watched as the gleaming metal was thrust into the killer's neck, and blood began to spout onto the panes of glass in my home. The pegasus continued to stare at me as it did this, before it's body finally gave up, and collapsed to the ground outside.

I was utterly shocked. Whoever this pony was, sanity clearly had fled it. Why make such an effort to come after me, only to stop and kill itself once it saw me?

I'm not going to sleep tonight. I'll finish barricading my home, and pray that no other deaths ensue on this dreadful night.