Twenty years ago today an unknown pony went a an eight-month rampage through ponyville, killing seemingly indiscriminately. So why does nopony know about this, and why hasn't he been caught?


Authors Notes:
This fic is a major Grim/gore/dark, it'd been more disturbing if my writing style didn't make it so silly. I hope you are still able to enjoy. This is my second attempt at grimdark, and my third attempt at writing a fiction of any kind, my first two being deleted shortly after being published for lazy writing and failing to make the plot believable.