Life Is A Game

by DashingApple

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark
Length: 925

A Pony Working At A Mental Institute Go's Insane Himself

Frost Used To Be A Normal Pony.This Was Before He Saw A Patient Go Off The Verge Of Insanity.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-20 01:29:10 UTC

The Patient

--Authors Note:Hello,If You Are Reading This,Welcome To Life Is A

Game,A Dark Story About My OC Frost And His Life As He Works At An

Mental Institute And He Ends Up Going Insane Himself.....

Lifes A Game

A Pony By The Name Of Frost Was Walking Through His Town,Ponyville,In The Middle Of

A Downpour,And Ended Up Slipping And Twisting His Ankle

"Ow,Shit That Hurts!"

Trying To Get Up Stung His Hoof

"Oh My Celestia,Are You Okay?

Frost Saw A Grey Pegasus

"No,Not Really....Would You Kindly Pick Me Up?" He Asked,In Pain

"Okay,3...2....1!!" She Lifted Him Off The Ground With Little Effort.

She Took Him Back To Her House And Tried To Mend His Sprined Ankle

"Oh,It Looks Like You Won't Be Walking For About A Week." Derpy Said,Studying The Wound

With Her One Good Eye.

"Oh I'm Sorry,I Forgot To Introduce Myself,I'm Frost" The Blue Unicorn Said

"Well,I'm Derpy...Nice To Meet You,But Back To The Matter At Hand,You Won't Be Walking..."

"Well,This Is Bucking Great...Now How Am I Supposed To Go To Work?"

This Sort Of Suprised Derpy,That He Had A Job Because He Looked Like Someone A Little

More Care-Free.

"If You Don't Mind Me Asking,Where Do You Work?"

"Well,I Recently Started Working At The Ponyville Mental Institute For The Mentally Ill."

"Oh,Spooky!"

"Well,At Least I Don't Have The Night Shift,Thats The Worst Time To Work...Almost All My

Associates That Worked The Took Their Own Life..."

Frost Looked Hurt,Because His Good Friend Had Been One Of These

Ponies.

"Well,Anyways...Thanks For Bringing Me In And Everything,But I Should Really Get Going."

With That,He Opened The Door Of The Small House And Slowly

Limped To His House.

He Had A Pretty Decent House For The Amount Of Money He Was Given

A 2 Bed,1 Bathroom House.

He Had Called Out Of Work And Then Rested....

--One Week Later--

The Blue Unicorn Had Got Up And Got A Missed Call,And A Voice Message

"Uh,Hey Frost,It's Gio,Your Boss...Umm I Was Calling To See If Your Good For Work,But Its Cool

If Your Not,Bye!

Frost Had Totally Forgot He Had To Report Back To Work That Day And After Doing His Normal

Morning Routine,Hurridly Galloped To Work And Opened The Door.

The Institute Was A Well Sized Building,But The Lobby Was Very Small.

The Receptionist Saw Him.

"Checking In As A Patient Or Visiter?"

"Umm,I Work Here."

"Oh"

With That,She Reached Down And Hit And Hit The Switch That Unlocked The Door.

Frost Walked Down The Corridor That Was Lined With Cells Of The Physhcopaths.

There Was A Foul Scent Of Feces In The Air,As Patients Would Write On The Walls With It.

Then He Went To His Office.

He Was The Neurologist In The Facility.

He Tried To Help Patients Get Over Their "Conditions".

He Checked His Folder.

24 Patients Today.

Ugh.

--Skipping To Patient 24--

It Had Been A Long Day And Frost Was Waiting For It To Be Over,And Was Excited That His Last

Patient Of The Night Was There.

"Hello,Ms?"

The Twitchy Mare Smiles.

"I'm Ice Flame"

Frost Is Very Creeped Out By This Smile.

"Umm,Yes So You Suffer From What?"

"I Have Frequent Visions,And They Talk To Me"

"Okay,So I'm Here To He-"

He Was Cut Off By A Disturbing Sight.

As He Was Talking,The Mare Was Actually Trying To Rip Her Own Eye Out.

"STOP!!"

Frosts Yell Didn't Help...

Another Patient Had Gone Over The Edge.

He Had To Grab Her,But He Was To Late.

The Mare Turned,The Blood From Her Eye Socket Had Flowed Into

Her Teeth,And Smiled.

"I-I Don't See Them Any M-More...."

Then The Patient Fainted.....

--Later That Night--

Frost Sat In His House,Mortified By The Scene He Had Saw Earlier.

"I Don't See Them Anymore....."

The Horrible Noise He Had Heard,A Scream And RIIIIIP.

He Had A Nightmare That Night.

He Had Walked To The Bathroom And Looked In The Mirror.

His Reflection Had Morphed Into A Morbid Looking

Him.

He Had Blood Dripping From Jagged Teeth And Glowing Yellow Eyes.

As He Backed Away From The Mirror,His Reflection Stepped Out.

"W-What Are You?"

"I'm You"

The Reflection Said This With A Ghastly Chuckle.

With That,It Walked Forward And Bit His Face Off.

Then He Woke Up. He Had Been Sweating,But It Was Cold Sweat.

He Didn't Feel Like Going Back To Sleep.

He Decided That He Would Watch Some Tv To Get His Mind Off The Fact That He Just Watched

Himself Die.

He Went To The News Channel And What He Saw Horrified Him.

"....Today At The Ponyville Institute For The Mentally Ill,A Patient Gouged Her Eye Out After

Talking To Docter Frost.

The Patients Name Was Ice Flame,Age 17,And The 4th Patient To Die In The 2 Wee-"

Frost Couldn't Take Anymore Of This,All Of The Death And The Darkness.

He Knew He Had To Do Something About It.

He Turned The Tv Off,Then Went Back To His Room.

He Decided To Suck Up What He Had Seen And Go To Sleep.

But Everytime He Actually Fell Asleep,He Had The Same Dream....Over And Over And Over.

It Had Taken Its Toll On Him,And By The Time He Had Actually Went To Sleep It Was Time To

Go Back To Work.

He Had Cried At The Thought Of That Poor Mare That Had Died When Talking To Him.

And That He Might Not Ever Go To Sleep Again.

It Was A Sad And Crazy Thought.

"I-I Just Can't Do It Anymore"

He Cried,But He Had To Go To Work.

He Left To Work......