What had he done? He didn't even know her name. And he killed her. He had never killed a child like that. He had only used the spear twice in his immortal life. He had no idea where he was but he saw the forest so he knew he hadn't gone far. He turned around to see a cottage with the a glint of water poking out from behind it. Remembering he was covered in blood he went to the water to cleanse himself.
Once by the pool he was startled to hear the cawing of chickens. He turned around to see a coop within a fenced off area. "Animals." He said. "Just what I needed." He knelt beside the small pond and began to wash his hands and face of blood. Innocent blood. What happened? He had been called a monster hundereds of times and this never happened. All he remembered was hearing the word and having something inside of him snap. The next thing he knew he was facing Sweetie Belle with the spear around one arm and a dead pony in the other. He stood up and looked at his reflection now slightly tinted with red. He remembered his first two victims he killed with the spear. His former wfe and her new husband. He turned to leave but stopped when he heard a door opening. "Girls calm down." A soft voice said. "Excuse me but, who are you?" He knew the question was directed at him. He paused before sayiing, "I am Sorrow." And warped into the forest.