Inspired by the line, “We stopped looking for the monsters under our bed when we realized that they were inside of us all along.”
No…no no no no no no. What did I just do? I…no, it, just killed her. I had no control over it…it just took over and…All I could do was watch it tear her up, piece by piece. I can’t believe I let that… that thing take over me…That beast…it just slipped out from nowhere. She was my best friend…how could I…kill…no I didn’t do anything…but no one else will let it go at that. Her blood is on my hooves now…Oh Celestia her blood…and her flesh…it’s in my… Don’t think about that! I don’t need that thought plaguing my mind…or my stomach. Her body is right there…next to all the others. I can’t believe he made me…and to all of them. They’re all standing there watching me do this…Their missing eyes…staring into mine… into my soul. It won’t let me put the scalpel down…and the knife is still stuck in there…No! Please don’t make me take it out! No! Her eyes…they’re staring at me! Why?! Why is it doing this to me?! She was my best friend! That fucking bastard! What does it think it’s accomplishing with this? WHAT? These aren’t cupcakes…these are my friends…my friends who trusted me…who loved me…All I’ve brought them is death. All it has made me do is end their happy… days slowly and painfully. Now it won’t even let me take away my own life…won’t let me join them in their sanctuary in the sky. This knife…this bloody knife could end it all…quick and painless. But it won’t let that knife penetrate my hide. It’s not done with me yet…It’s telling me to do something… it wants…NO! That’s horrifying…how could I? Please don’t… not with her… Please, I couldn’t do that with her… but its making me… Stop it! Stop this madness, monster! All I want to do is die… death’s sweet embrace to save me from it…I’d welcome him in like an old friend… She was the last of all of them…every single one is now lying there in the corner…all their…their organs… are gone…all that’s left is their skin… It has made me do things with that skin…it’s had me wear it…Their empty bodies… all sitting around like discarded tissues…it won’t even let me rid the living memories of previous…operations. I don’t want this…I don’t know how my soul is still trapped in this beast. It wants more…its telling me to go find a new victim…my friends weren’t enough for its cravings. I can’t do this… my friends are bad enough, but strangers…their families would be devastated…No more…I can’t live anymore…I refuse to. It’s letting me go…I can take over again. But I don’t want to…not in this body…I don’t even have the strength to cry… This is my last act…before he takes me back…before I let him gain control again. This knife is my freedom…
“I’m sorry Rainbow Dash…I’m so sorry”