Moonlit Memories

“H..Hello, Moonlit, you here?” Sunrise nervously asked at in the doorway of the silent, run down, creepy Ponyville Morgue. Sunrise was a average height mare with darkish red coat and faded orange mane, she had yellow eyes. She walked with caution in every step until she reached the granite counter, which was basically a large block of pure granite.

“H..H..Hello?” Sunrise said over the counter, but the buzzing of equipment from behind the counter and down a flight of stairs probably drowned out her request for the Forensic Pathologist to stop his disturbing work and come out here to chat, she hoped the pathologist was kind friendly and would be not what was expected of such a creepy job. The reason the place was so ran down, which the mayor said when Sunrise asked where the morgue was, because of a simple, very understandable reason, the Pathologist went to sleep in a open body locker on his second day on the job, and the mayor came by to see how he was doing, when she saw him, she thought someone killed him and laid him on the large open body cabinet, but he woke up from her squeak of horror, he rose only his torso, and twisted his head slowly to face her, his eyes was bloodshot from exhaustion, but it only took one second and eye contact with the pathologist for the mayor to turn around and take off, bolting out of the morgue, before he could say anything. And i think anyone out there would of done the same thing, and she noticed there was a bell on the counter, and since Sunrise was so scared to speak again, she rung it 3 times, the buzzing of equipment stopped, and footsteps could be heard, it took probably 16 footsteps before the stallion reached the flight of stairs, as he came up, Sunrise froze in complete shock of the complete horror that was the pathologist, the stallion was a little taller than herself, his coat was dark red, almost maroon, and he had grey eyes and a matching color mane, the grey mane wasn't from age, it was natural, but then she seen his lab coat, dark red splashes all over it, she wished that was juice or jam stains, but she knew that was unlikely, but when he seen he had a guest, he cocked his head a little, putting on a surprised expression, then gently shaking it off, he took off his coat, lazily putting it on a table next too the flight of stairs, and walked to the counter.

“Hey there, i'm Moonlit, the Forensic Pathologist at this” he stopped to get his words where they wouldn't frighten the mare that looked like she could just piss herself any second “at this….fine establishment” even he slightly cringed over his phrasing “what could i do for you?” he finished

“Um...I..I have been requested by Princess Luna to get you, a autopsy in Canterlot has all the Forensic Pathologists stumped, and since you are the best, according to Luna, Forensic Pathologist around, she requests your services” she finished with a nervous fake smile

“OK, i'll come, but i won't hurt you, so please stop acting like imma perform an autopsy on you right in this room” when he finished he put on a friendly smile, in any other place, that smile would of cheered up the saddest ponies around, but in this run down horror house, it made it slightly creepier “Just let me pack my things”

“Wait.., you live in here?” She seemed to back up a little over the thought of being able to sleep in such a place.

“Yes, actually, if i was to go right, i would be at the door of my room, don't worry, downstairs is the true creepy part of this place” when he finished the mare yelled a question that she said in disgust

“When i came in you was working, so that means a autopsy, and leaving this second would mean that a corpse would be left out to rot!!”

Moonlit didn't seem amused about the statement the mare made and he replied harshly “I was looking at a sample of oil i found on the ground, i found out it was simply lube for my equipment that must of leaked, that's the benefit of working here, you can use the equipment anyway you wanted” he finished with a huff and went to work packing his stuff.