That One Patient

St. Solaris Mental Institution
4104, Birchwood Lane
Manehattan, Equestria

Case ID: #73104-921, Page 1

Patient Name: Apollo Glint
Residence: 742 Nebula Street, Canterlot, EQ
Occupation: Dayshift Manager at Cornucopia Fruit Market
Species: Unicorn
Blood Type: O+
Eyes: Brown
Coat: Magenta
Mane: Teal
Marks: An unknown marking on his right hoof
Relatives: Sorbet (Sister), Comet Blaze (Brother, Deceased), Glacier Frost and Melody Encore (Parents, Deceased)
Reason for admittance: Psychotic breakdown that led to the deaths of his marefriend, brother, and a few other ponies. Was declared ‘Insane’ by the court as a result.

Apollo Glint was admitted to this institution after a mental breakdown resulted in the deaths of several ponies while attending a party. By the time the guards arrived on the scene, he hardly spoke a word as he was escorted out and offered no resistance to his arrest.

During his temporary incarceration and subsequent trial, he sat in his cell, responding to nothing and never eating anything the jail staff provided. After the sentencing, he was sent here to our care where he exhibited the same quirks until his interview. The following is a transcript of his interview with our Head Psychologist, Dr. Farsight.

Farsight: (Takes a seat) Hello, Mr. Glint. My name is Dr. Farsight and I’ve taken on your case. How are you today?

Apollo: …

Farsight: Is there something wrong?

Apollo: …

Farsight: I understand what you went through has been… traumatic and you undoubtedly feel remorse for what you did. I’m not here to admonish you for what you did. I want to help you. If you’re able to, please recollect everything you’ve felt i-

Apollo: No! No please! (Grips his temples with his hooves)

Farsight: What? What happened that you’re so afraid of? Please, tell me everything if you wish.

Apollo: No… I can’t.

Farsight: Why not?

Apollo: Because… no… NO! (Charges at Nurse Faraday and starts slamming her against the wall) THE DARK ONE WON’T GET ME UNLESS I MAKE THE RED STUFF SPILL!!! I’LL SPILL IT LIKE FOUNTAINS!!! SPILL!!! SPILL!!! SPILL!!!

Faraday: Doctor, get the damned guards in here! (Head gets slammed into wall) Arrgh! Buck!

Farsight: (Guards enter room and separate Faraday and Apollo, restraining the latter) You two, keep him restrained! (Pulls out a sedative syringe, jabs it into Apollo’s neck, administering the drug and subdues him) Don’t worry. Hopefully, you’ll remember none of this.

(Interview ends)

In accordance with Farsight’s advice, we’ve set up increased surveillance in his cell and posted guards there to prevent him from causing self-harm. We’re working to diagnose him with all the conditions and disorders that stem from this behavior but it’s too early to make a valid conclusion. We’ll follow up on this matter as soon as more information is made available.