*Beep, Beep* Click*, A Pony shuts off his alarm clock, as he awakes to a dark and dusty room, The mystery pony stands and his red eye glows in the dark corner of the room, she turns on a lightswitch that shines only on the middle of the room. The Mystery takes a step forward, revealing his appearance of his face, A thick steel, painted black spiky gas mask, with his eyes out of sight by a white fog, only his bright red eye glows. Behind the gas mask, the evil pony smiles. Without any words he grabs the light in the middle of the room and shines it on a young duct taped pony on the corner of the room, The young bound pony muffles sadly through his wrinkled and tight tape gag and stares at the pony napper with tears in her eyes, continuing to whine he backs up more and more to the corner.
The pony behind the gas mask smiles again as the thoughts race through his mind, wondering what he is able to do, a razor, a nailgun, slow torture. The gas mask then licks his lips from excitement at his captured treasure but turns off the light and walks out of the room, to the bright outside morning sun, that blinds the tied up pony. Before The gas mask pony closes the door he turns around and stares at the bound pony and hears his screams through the tape gag. *Slam* The gas mask slams the door and locks it. Walking around his dusty and bright environment of what looks like a wrecking ball that hit the living room of a house. The gas mask pony moves out to a window and sees the open desert then looks down at the dirty brown van below him. The gas mask pony then turns away to grab his keys, to the van and walks out of the abandoned house in the middle of nowhere. Walking outside the mysterious gas mask pony's black boots rub against the grass and walks pass his van.
He then stops and stares at the bright red message on his van, the message reading "Free Ice Cream" the pony then enters his van and starts it up, also slips in the cassette tape playing a loud and unpleasant tune of a ice cream truck, over and over, he drives down a dusty road and drives for miles. hitting another abandoned shack to grab his tools for terror and his drug to stun and tire ponies along with tubs of ice cream in a old powered white freezer. A small laugh is then heard by the mystery pony. The Unpleasant Ice Cream Song
