That One Patient

Case ID: #73104-921, Page 4

Patient #73104-921 (Apollo Glint) had exhibited signs of heightened aggression, a drastic change from any previously recorded behaviors. He was reported to have been walking around and muttering something to himself. It was later determined to have possibly been a dead language that is not too dissimilar to Ancient Equestrian. As per directions from Dr. Farsight, we recorded parts of what he said and will be hiring a linguist from Canterlot to translate it. We anticipate their arrival to be within the next few days at which time we will have them be a regular fixture at this facility.

On the subject of the altercation between Mr. Glint and Patient #45520-893 (Honeydew), Mr. Glint’s heightened aggression came to light after Honeydew accidentally bumped into him. Mr. Glint retaliated by brutally assaulting him during which Dr. Farsight was present. It took approximately two minutes before staff arrived to diffuse the situation and Mr. Glint was put under restraint for the rest of the day. No drugs were administered as per Farsight’s advice and Honeydew is presently recovering in the infirmary.

Below is the transcript of the day’s interview with Mr. Glint.

Farsight: Apollo, are you feeling alright after today’s little incident?

Apollo: What? Why do I fucking care? He shouldn’t have bumped into me like that.

Farsight: But that doesn’t give you the right to assault him the way you did.

Apollo: Whatever.

Farsight: Okaaayy… moving on. Now, I’ve read up on your file and it mentioned your parents died in a fire when you were ten.

Apollo: Do they honestly keep track of every damned thing?

Farsight: It’s part of our job, Apollo. We need as much relevant information to determine the best way to treat you.

Apollo: And I suppose you want me to recollect what had happened?

Farsight: Well yeah, and in as much detail as you can. Don’t rush yourself.

Apollo: (Sighs) Fine. I’m willing to guess that you believe that I had a good relationship with my folks, like its some happy-go-lucky story.

Farsight: Was it?

Apollo: No, it wasn’t! My father would regularly beat me and my brother and sister and I got the worst of it. I hoped that my mother would help me afterward or would intervene… but she fucking didn’t! That BITCH just watched with apathy as I screamed out her name. She abandoned me, throwing me to the damned timberwolves. They treated me like I was lower than shit, ten levels lower than shit!

Farsight: But what about the fire?

Apollo: Oh, that is the million-bit question. You see... after my dearest daddy beat me over the head one night while my bother and sister were out with friends, I heard a voice in my head. He called himself… Mr. Skull. He spoke to me, saying that they needed to pay and told me how to do it. After my parents went to sleep, I poured some oil around the house and lit the match. I didn’t even see them burn as I left and I didn’t even give a damn. My father… mother… He deserved to die! They all deserved to die!

Farsight: Is that all?

Apollo: What do you think? (Notices Farsight staring at his mark) What’s the big deal with you staring at my birthmark?

Farsight: Wait, that’s your birthmark?

Apollo: No shit, genius! (Laughs loudly) Mommy, mommy, tuck me in! Please check underneath my bed! Mr. Monster stalks the night, giving foals dreadful fright! (Laughs loudly)

Farsight: What are you singing?

Apollo: Mr. Monster hungry for the foals that don’t sleep right at night. If he finds you, don’t you cry or he’ll bring a tide of red! (Laughs loudly)

Farsight: Okay, that’s all we can get for today. End interview.

In accordance with Dr. Farsight, we have a strong enough case to diagnose him with Dissociative Identity Disorder and Schizophrenia. As such, his regular medication regimen is to be altered and more staff to be assigned to the breakroom after the aforementioned incident.