The Journey off Reality and towards Insanity

It feels like it was only yesterday, because it was yesterday. I was like any normal pony at my college, great in all my classes,campus world famous student,until one faithful day came. I got a new room mate and his name was Ironjaw. In a few months we became the best of friends. He was just like me in many ways, awesome personality, great taste in music, and very kind. One problem he had though, he struggled in his sleep and when I decided to wake him, I was met with a punch to the face and kissed the floor.

   "DUDE! What's wrong?! You just suckered punched me!"

He awoken and said",huh? Man you're crazy you need to stop struggling, in you're sleep", he said as he drifted of to sleep.

I was surprised and stunned when he said that, I ponder the idea, did I really struggle in my sleep, in fact am I asleep now? The alarmed blared on my clock, I got up and slammed down on the button. I took a shower and went my way towards the first building.

    I got ready for my first class, with Professor Cromwell. I made it to his class just in the nick of time, and as I set down he began his lecture. After about 20 minutes I finished copying the notes, and something caught my eye, it was a shadowy figure standing in the corner of the room looking at me like it was going,"

   "Mr. Crimson, I would appreciate if you didn't daydream in my class, like you usually do." I simply apologized and after the bell rang I left.  As i left, everyone of course, laughed at me, some said I was crazy. I said to myself,

"I should go see the counselor, he could help me."

    So that's what I did, I went to where his office was in the main building on campus. It was my turn so I entered. He wore a professional suit, a dark shade of brown, he was white,skinny, and towered over me like a mountain.

He said,"Ah, how may I help our most honored student today?"

I got down to the basics and told him about what I've experienced so far, then he asked me about past events, I told him a bit and he finally stopped me and said,"You should look at you're medical history then."

He said chillingly as he passed me my file of my record. It felt like my brain farted as I read the words, "subject profound to night terrors,anxiety attacks, schizophrenia, and should not be told about this information." Written in a scarlet red.

He then said,"I wish they could of told you,but I knew you needed to know, I'm sorry." I thanked him for showing me, then I left.

    As soon as that happened, I heard a voice said,"Well well well, looks like the last horse finished, everyone knew you was crazy, you're sick, demented,you're just a monster who can't handle the real world!"

I then said out loud,"SHUT UP!" And every student look at me. I ran into the nearest bathroom and splashed my face. I saw my reflection change to a more sadistic version of me. It said darkly"You will suffer so much now",he said as it laughed,"If only you could take it, I know you can't,you're weak! Useless! Like I said, you're just a mon-"

I punched the mirror before he could finished. My arm and hoof started to gush out blood, and soon a vein exploded in my arm, causing more blood to escape my body, I immediately ran out of the bathroom and to my dorm, to mend my wounds.

I stayed there for nearly 4 hours when  my stomach decided otherwise. I went towards a restaurant near the campus, besides most students eat their anyway. I ordered my food and sat alone, I then saw news of what looked like a very bloody event, an explosion happened nearby causing two buildings to fall, killing 100 poor ponies and leaving 50 injured, "wow good thing some people are feeling more miserable then me now", I said to myself.

I finished my food and left shortly, then HE came by and pop up in my head," Awww, feeling sorry you didn't cause that pain?"

I just ignored him for now as I made my way back to my room. Upon reaching home, I drifted off to sleep, good thing Ironjaw wasn't there, and when I thought my day couldn't get any worse it did, I had a night terror.

    The one from my mirror stood there, he had 10 more duplicates, that all grabbed me with dark long tentacles, I tried to scream, but my mouth was covered. He approached me with a crimson glowing dagger, and then he spoke,"About time you went to sleep, now you will feel only a touch of my power!"

He then laughed manically and stabbed me in the stomach. Then he pulled up, only tears escaped my eyes as the pain grew. He then ripped open my rib cage and made the final blow, my heart, he stabbed right threw it. I awoken screaming, and after I let it out, broke down emotionally and physically. I was just hoping it would never happen again, and that's when I snapped, his voice was even more chillingly, but promising when he said,"I can help you, just except me?"

I don't know if I should, but I do and the pain will end. I decided in the morning to except his offer, next I knew everything went dark.

    I awoken in a strange facility, not knowing where I was, or where I was. I then saw the door open and a doctor stepped in and said,"Good, you're awake."

I asked him a few questions, and I was shocked when he said I was in a mental asylum.

   3 hours ago, Ironjaw saw me walking down the hallway and he said yelling to me,"Hey how it going for you, you need any-"

he stopped in mid sentence to see me holding a dagger as long as his arm, and me with a dark, sly smile. He hid behind a trash and brought out a video camera from his editing class and video taped me on it of what was about to happened. He saw me ripped the hearts out of other students. Blood covered the hallways as he saw me stabbed them through their chest like it was as flimsy as paper. By the time he finished recording, 30 heartless bodies laid, oozing puddles of blood, I laughed sickly as it echoed through the hallways. He then called the police and they appeared 15 minutes later, I ended up slicing about 10 in half with one clean swipe. It took another hour before I was apprehended, I was then put onto an ambulance and shipped off to the asylum where I gave Ironjaw one last chilling smile. Ironjaw walked through the same hallway where the bodies still lie, then  he heard a voice saying,"You're next my friend."

The voice then laughed as Ironjaw looked around finding the source, he did. It was the shadowy figure I saw. He tried to run, but it was too late for him, his fate was sealed as was mine. By the time the Doctor told me everything, I sat there and cried, it felt like I died a bit on the inside, wishing I could change what happened, knowing I can't.

He then said," I'm sorry crimson, but you will remain here at the finest mental institution Manehatten has to offer, I do hope we make progress on you're situation."

I believed him, he gave me hope which is what I needed, but for Ironjaw, he needed more then my right now. He has to deal with that "thing" of an entity.