Fluttershy woke in a haze, her thoughts refusing to conform to normalcy. The last thing she could remember was being dragged into a hole while exploring a cave after being caught by some kind of bear trap.
When she finally regained her senses, she swiftly observed her surroundings, an exercise which was becoming all too familiar to her. She was in a small cave which was lit by a marble slab with crimson candles on each tip of the pentagram illustrated on it.
It was painted in blood.
The cave had one exit: a small crack in the wall, inside of which she could see another room with five strange shadows plastered on the wall, all speaking in Greek. They seemed to be arguing about something, but she had no idea what.
One of the creatures spoke out in a hushed tone, “Τι περιμένουμε; Όταν δεν έχουμε την ευκαιρία να heve διασκέδαση μας;”
“Σιωπή, θα αρχίσει όταν ξυπνά. Πρέπει να είστε υπομονετικοί.” another barked back in a dark, brooding voice.
Abruptly, she realized something: She was chained to the ceiling, dangling from shackles around her hooves, jagged pieces of obsidian anchored through them, dried blood having run down her forelegs and chest hours ago.
She tried to move, but let out a shriek of pain. The yell echoed through the cave.
“Μοιάζει μπορούμε να αρχίσουμε, έτσι δεν είναι;” growled the second voice.
Five hooded creatures walked in, all tall, brooding figures in crimson robes, plastered with golden pentagram buttons up their torsos.
Fluttershy’s heart dropped when she realized the items that they all were carrying. She took notice of cattle brands, scalpels, and several other unnamed jagged tools that made her sick with fear at the thought that they would soon be piercing her flesh.
One of them walked up to Fluttershy, a jagged, curved obsidian scalpel gripped in a shriveled, gray hand with long claws. He pressed the blade to Fluttershy’s forehead.
She trembled in fear, a small amount of blood slivering from the spot on her forehead.
She lifted her legs and kicked the terrifying creature with all her might, sending its robed figure tumbling backwards to the hard ground. It slowly got back up, eliciting animalistic groans and growls as it gripped the scalpel in its bony hands.
“Μπορείτε πραγματικά δεν έπρεπε να γίνει αυτό, σκουλήκι!” the creature growled as it lunged its arm forward.
Fluttershy screamed until her throat burned. She had never felt such a terrible pain in her whole life. She was screaming, kicking and flailing around as she kept screaming and screaming, blood pouring down her face and onto the floor.
“Κρατήστε ακόμα, αρουραίος!” the creature snarled as he wrapped his fingers around the knife.
Fluttershy trembled in terror as she saw the creature’s face, it's morbid, toothy grin and it's reptilian eyes.
She braced for what she knew was about to come.
The creature brutally ripped the jagged scalpel out of Fluttershy’s right eye, tearing and shredding through the socket, leaving a bloody mangled mess where the big green eye had once been.
She screamed out again, blood pouring from her right eye and tears pouring from her left.
“PLEASE! NO MORE! NO MORE!” she screamed as she trembled and cried from the searing pain in her eye.
The creature set down the freshly bloodied scalpel, putting it on one of the pentagram ends.
All five of the hooded creatures had walked out of the cave through the small exit, leaving Fluttershy as a trembling, bleeding mess, blood still pouring down her face and her chest, leaving a large pool of red below her hooves.
“I just want to go home,” she whispered.
"Home."
"Home."
"Home..."
"Home..."