In The Darkness...

by Dastarlos

"The Institution?"

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I looked at Golden Sun's bright, yellow eyes, I could see the fear rising more and more. "The Everfree Forest Mental Institution," I laugh, I looked at her some more, her pure white body, yellow hair, and her cutie mark of a pencil and paper, she was good at writing. "Will you go to The Everfree Forest Mental Institution with me, today?" She shook her head no. "Why?" I asked, tears formed in her eyes, "I'm to much of a wuss!" She cried, tears streaming down her soft, kind of pudgy cheeks. "Don't worry!" I say, "I'll be by your side the whole time," her tears slowly decreased, "really?" She asked, happily. "Yep," I answer.

I stood in front of The Everfree Forest Mental Institution, and gripped Golden Sun's hand and walked to the old door. The orange glow from the setting sun was the only light we had at the moment. "Do we have everything?" I ask, Looking at my bull leather belt, my .22 revolver was hooked on my belt by it's leather holster. My grandfather gave this to me when I was ten, he used it in The Great Pony War Of 1964. The glow stick I had hooked onto my belt wasn't lit, yet, and my heavy backpack held a large bag of chips, beef jerky, water, flashlights, batteries, and a machete.

I opened the door and a chill went down my spine, "You got the pen and paper?" I asked Golden Sun, "yep," she said, her voice was shaky and quiet. I tried to open the door, but it looked like it was locked. I raised my foot and with a loud crash, kicked the door in. I stepped inside and walked down a small, empty hallway, and I opened a old metal door, and I looked inside. My hands shook at the sight of a sign written in blood, "Go! Please!" it said, with a blood splatter at the end, and bloody hand prints. I cracked the glow stick and dropped our backpack and took out two 200 lumens flashlights and handed one to Golden Sun, "Thanks," she said, more scared. I walked further into the building, my fear slowly building higher. I walked into the main office, "what do you have written down?" I ask Golden Sun, "just details of this place," her voice less shaky. I was looking at the abandoned papers on the desk, all of the patient's names written on them, with a stamp on each name what said, "deceased" my heart pace quickened as I looked at the papers.

I flipped through the pages, more and more names with the stamp. I heard a child laugh, and I reached for my .22 and aimed it a a shadow in the doorway, and took a deep breath, and put the gun in the holster. Golden Sun was cowering in a corner, crying. I shook my head, "Lets get out of here," I sprinted to the door, and placed my hand on its handle, and part of the upper floor crashed down with a thud, blocking off the exit. "Shit, mother fucking sun of a bitch!" I yell, and Golden Sun started to cry, "whats wrong?" I ask, "I'm stuck in a mental institution, and I might not get fucking out!" I became more frightened, she never curses! "It's fine," I say, and closed my eyes and said a quick pray to Celestia, hoping I don't die. I walked back into the office, and opened a door marked "staff only" I walked in and stopped in fear. A dead body was holding a radio, someone was trying to talk to him, I pick up the radio and asked, "hello? Is anybody here?"

"Yes, please, help me! Im stuck in room 205, fourth floor, I've been here for a week, and i'm hungry, about to eat my friend, he went crazy on the first day, had to put a knife in his head, please help!" I looked at Golden Sun, and she nodded yes. "Be right there," I walked further into the staff room, and found only needles, and containers of various assortments. It was a dead end, I turned around and walked out. I gripped my hand in a fist, and screamed in frustration. How am I, a child,going to save a life, and get out with my own? I shook my head, and walked out into the large hallway, and walked towards the first set of rooms. I looked into room one, nothing of use, and I searched through the rest of the hallway, only one room had something interesting in it, and it was a word, written in dried blood. "Behind..." it said, a chill ran down my spine, I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck, and a quiet child's laugh, slowly it turned louder, til it was deafening.

I turned around, and a black figure seemed to evaporate, and the laugh stopped, I looked at Golden Sun, tears dripped from her eyes. I let out a silent sigh, "why?" Golden Sun asked, "why does this happen to us?" I closed my eyes and said, "I don't know, just don't know," I felt my adrenaline die down as I took deep breaths. I looked at one of the windows and threw a rock at it, it was bulletproof glass. I felt rage build higher and higher in my mind, I finally let my anger out, and screamed in anger, something I regret. A hand lightly touched my shoulder, I spun around with great speed and sung my fist and smashed my knuckles in Golden Sun's small, soft face and she ran away crying.

"Wait! I didn't mean to punch you!" I cry, fear set in after a few minutes of thinking, I felt a warm, fuzzy, reassuring through my whole body, it felt like that feeling when you wake up, and you look at the clock and it's only 2, or 3am and you can sleep more, or when you didn't study for a test, and still got a A, or B. I laid on my back, as the feeling slowly turned to anger, then sheer terror. My vision started to blur more and more, then black. The darkness felt reassuring for some reason, and I was drawn to it, like a child to a candy store. I felt at ease in the darkness, I wanted to stay. I will stay. forever...

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