The Darkness Inside

The driver stopped the vehicle in front of an enormous ivory white building, it looked to be well maintained on the outside and very clean.Surrounding the building was a small garden in the front, the plants looked healthy and well kept as far as anyone, including Pinkie could see. The man on the passenger side got out of the vehicle and opened the door on the side Pinkie was on, he gently grabbed onto her assisting her out of the vehicle and towards the buildings entrance.

''Just in case you were wondering, this building is called the Canterlot Mental Rehabilitation Center or C.M.R.C for short, it'll be scary at first but after a few days you'll be just fine.'' The man said as he guided Pinkie inside.

Pinkie didn't say a word in response, she didn't want to talk to anyone right now nor be around anyone this whole situation was taking her out of her recently created comfort zone spawned by her depression.She was guided to the front desk near the entrance. The attendant saw she and the man approaching.

''Yes, how may I help you?'' She asked with a warm smile. The man answered.

''Just bringing in a new patient, a report about her from her friend Twilight Sparkle and Princess Celestia should have been submitted to you already'' the man said.

''Hmmmm...let's see here...What's the patient's name?'' The attendant asked.

The man looked over at Pinkie for a moment and smiled.Pinkie started to think the man's smile was irritating and unpleasant despite his happy and calm demeanor.

''Go on, its okay.Just tell her your name.'' The man said giving Pinkie a comforting glare.

Pinkie sighed ''Pinkamena...Diane...Pie'' she reluctantly said looking at the attendant with a dead, emotionless stare.

The attendant gulped a bit looking away from her and onto the computer screen.
''Ah yes here it is. Room 120A is where she's assigned to, the doctor will be there shortly he's in a meeting'' the attendant said.

The man nodded in approval and guided Pinkie down the hall. She looked around at the other rooms, some doors we're open and the others we're closed, passing by one of the open doors she could see it was tidy and clean, she didn't hear a sound but regardless of how this place looked Pinkie knew this was her captivity, her holding place until everyone eventually wanted her back or until everyone eventually forgot about her. She knew she was going to rot here but she also knew she wasn't going to allow such an act to happen nor go unpunished. The man sat Pinkie down on her bed in room 120A, just like the other rooms this one was tidy and clean, the bed was soft and a bit warm.Pinkie's room had a 28 inch T.V mounted on the wall, a bookshelf full of books up against the lower left corner on the right side of the room and a potted peace lily in the window seal. Lastly there was a door near her bed it was closed but it was safe to assume that it led to a bathroom. The man came over to her and took off her muzzle.

''It should be okay to take this off but I wont take off the jacket until the doctor comes, its nothing personal but its a rule'' the man said

For the first time Pinkie responded, she didn't speak but she gave a simple nod in response. The man went over near the entrance of the door as if he was guarding it.

''This too is part of the rules'' the man said.

But Pinkie knew he was lying he was trying to secretly trap her inside the room without trying to make it obvious to her, inside her mind Pinkie had imagined herself getting loose from the restraint jacket and attacking the man furiously with all the strength she had and banging his head against the window until his skull smashed upon impact and his blood...his fresh, red satisfying blood gushing from his head, pouring out onto the ground signifying his imminent end.The thought of that strangely satisfied her, it made her very happy she actually almost wanted to smile. Shortly after that satisfying thought the doctor arrived entering the room, The man stepped aside.

''Hello Pinkamena, I am Dr.Light, my full name is Luminous Light.I am here regarding your condition''.The doctor said looking down at some documents.

Pinkie looked up at him immediately after hearing the word ''condition''

''What are you talking about I don't have a condition, I'm just as normal as anyone else in this world, don't classify me as some kind of sick, psychological mess just because I'M LOCKED IN THIS PIECE OF SHIT PLACE!!!'' Pinkie yelled furiously, her anger had once again bursted , she started breathe heavily, that very thing only further represented her frustration.

The doctor simply sighed and took a note, he held a recorder to his mouth, speaking into it.

''Patient seems to be somewhat hostile and neglectful of her condition' perhaps a one on one talk is recommended at a later date, consider running test and visitation from a friend and have them record her behavior for possible breakthrough.'' The doctor shut the recorder off and looked towards the man who had previously guarded the entrance to her room.

''Release her restraints and lock her in this room, i'll assign a nurse to periodically check in on her and I'll try this again later.''

The man nodded going over to Pinkie helping her out of the restraint jacket, he and the doctor left the room, the door closed behind them. An electronic beep could be heard signifying the door had been locked.

To her it was so very clear now, she was a rat trapped in a cage now, who would be tested on like guinea pig.And now her friends were probably going to help him, Pinkie believed she should have expected this, the doctor was a crafty character who were going to do everything in his power to keep her here for a very long time but no, Pinkie would not give in, she was going to break out of here even of she had to stab and kill everyone who apposed her, why she even though as far as beating any and everyone to death just for the joy and thrill of it. A sick smile started to form on Pinkie's face, thinking of the glorious ways of killing someone brought back memories of murdering gummy, she remembered how easy the knife tore through his belly as she slid it downward making an incision, she remembered his blood seeping out of his incision and digging her hands deep inside of his belly taking out his intestines and ripping out his precious lungs. She remembered how much she enjoyed that feeling, how much she enjoyed the kill. But most of all she remembered how much she enjoyed the lamentations of her prey.