Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
Twilight Sparkle is concentrating. Not on escaping, not on the pain she is going through, but the clock before her eyes. Every second that goes by brings her closer to her last breath. Torture was painful enough, but to make her wait out her death in an empty room was even worse.

And the ticking clock doesn't help.


WARNING: This fan fiction contains graphic descriptions not suitable for some readers. Discretion is advised.