Chapter 1

The days always seemed to be at a stand still down in the dungeons their was really no telling if it was night or day form here just the darkness that loomed down here accompanying me. I lost count a few days ago of what the day was because my phone died. It was the only thing that I had on me that the ponies did not find or bother to have taken from me which I was graceful for.

The tall white pony was the one that ordered her guards to restrain me and lock me up in the dungeon, when a portal that sucked me in and spit me out during her day court. She had no reason to do so, in the first place and for the first week of being down here her guards started torturing me for answers and eventually it just turned into some sick joke that they got laughs out of from beating me. After they were done beating me they would, then throw my sorry-ass back into the jail cell and I would curl up into a ball crying my eye's out from the pain and misery that soon followed.

My life in this new world or planet always seems to followed the same routine like the first week in the dungeon over and over again. The torturing form the guards soon became second hand to me which resulted in me becoming just a empty shell of my former self and I did not really seem to care much anymore and just let it happen, then soon after that I started punching the stone wall in my cell until my knuckles started too blood and later on found a piece of metal that was part of the cell once and begin cutting myself until it became unbearable.

The forth week I was here I started to receive phone calls from my phone that was on the far side of the cell it started ringing this strange melody that felt really soothing to me and made me feel comfortable, then it stopped. When I slowly started crawling to my phone and pushed the button on the side it just showed a battery blinking red, then soon returned back to the black screen. I became confused about how my phone was able to receive a call even though it was died, but soon I came to a conclusion I think I was starting to loss the last bit of sanity that I had left in me.

The day after that call I got from my phone I started watching it very careful to see if it was going to ring again. The time passed on and on and I was still sitting their right by it until I was about to call it a loss cause. The phone started to ring. I hurried up and crawled over to it and picked it up and then looked at the caller ID and seen that it was a unknown caller.

I pressed the answer button on my phone and put it up to my ear.  On the other end I heard a raspy voice which sounded like a little girl who send a shiver down my spine, when she begin to talk it made me feel uncomfortable and safe at the same time which was a strange feeling.  Her voice was just above a whisper while her words were drawn out. The first few minutes were quiet with neither of us saying a word. That's when I decided to say the first word with hesitation behind it which was hello.  Then after I said that she replied back with a greeting and begin saying if I would like to have chat with her.

  I replied back to her with a yes because if it met anything to me I would have liked to hear a voice who I could talk with without them beating me or calling me crude things. It was nice to have another soul to talk to even if it was a dream, delusion, or my sanity starting to slip away it was still better than talking to myself in this dark damp cell.

The days and time seemed to have slipped by me without me knowing because for the most part of my time I was focused sitting their by my phone waiting for her to call me which became something of a habit after the first time she called and it became a daily thing later on down the road that I always looked forward to, that or either escaping into my dreams . My torturing changed after the four weeks of being here because now instead of the guards doing it was the tall white pony who came down here and started using some kind of magic on me that forced herself into my sanctuary were I was able to forget this hell and she would than take whatever knowledge she wanted and ripped it out form my memories and the pain that soon followed was always to much for me to point were I would cry tears of blood and scream for mercy until I passed out.

I am really starting to loss this battle with staying alive down here and my sanity is already lost to me. Even though it would be a blessing for it to all come to an end, but I know if I did that then I would be a coward for taking my own life and give those ponies the privilege and win of breaking me I would not let that happen instead I want to show them what happens when you push a human to there breaking point and I will get my chance to do, so its just a matter of time an being patient until they make a mistake or slip up which will allow me to escape this cell, then I will slaughter all of them for doing what they did to me. Even though when I  was scared and confused from my arrive here and asking for there help in returning me to my world instead in return I got a hoof to the face and thrown into this dungeon. They will finally get the monster that they all called me.