Brandon's Legacy

WRONGLY ACCUSED

Twilight darted a crossed the town as the moon still hung high above Ponyville. If they weren't at her place, maybe Trixie had a secret room she used for situations like this. Or at least that's what the purple mare hopped for as she neared Trixie's house only to feel her heart plummet to the bottom of her stomach at the sight that beheld her.

Twitch!

Twilight continued to stare as if transfixed by the sight of the dead blue hornless mare in front of her.

Twitch, Twitch!

Heh,heh,heh....

“No! Stay in your cage, you monster!” Twilight roared abruptly and suddenly as she shook her head furiously as if she was attempting to fling something off her head that wouldn't let go.

A few more moments of furious shaking past and the purple unicorn finally stopped shaking her head and quietly stepped up to Trixie's corpse. “Not even you deserved this...” Twilight remarked in a soft tone as she knelt down and ran a hoof through Trixie's mane. “I may not be able to call you a friend, but you did help me, I'll find this killer for you Trixie.” Twilight whispered in a soft tone as she stood back up to all four hooves.

“Twilight, you didn't!” Scootaloo's voice exclaimed in horror at which point Twilight whirled around and stared at the Pegasus. “No, it wasn't me, I swear! I'm sane, I swear it!” Twilight exclaimed defensively to Scootaloo.

“But back at the police station, Nurse Redheart said...” Scootaloo began to say only to trail off.

“I don't know how, but I could have sworn I heard Fluttershy's voice telling me to stop. It was like something flicked on in my head and I was myself again.” Twilight replied as she walked up to Scootaloo.

At first she seemed to believe Twilight but just as she got close to the Pegasus, she quickly backed away from her and narrowed her eyes at the mare. “I'm not stupid Twilight, I know how Applebloom behaved. She may put on an innocent face, but she wasn't the pony I knew anymore. You're no different now.” Scootaloo replied in a low tone.

“But Scootaloo-” Twilight began to say as she reached out a hoof only for the Pegasus to take off to the skies.

“I'm me again...I swear.” Twilight said aloud in a whisper as the orange Pegasus soon flew out of sight.

She knew she couldn't blame Scootaloo for behaving as she had because Fluttershy did the same.
Brandon's apprentices had a knack for behaving perfectly sane while still being the psychotic killers they were.

Wait...

Was she sane?

Maybe this was why Fluttershy couldn't fight her psychotic self? What would she had done if she had actually touched Scootaloo? Would the killer in her had come out and tried to murder her? Twilight suddenly found herself very scared of herself once again. “Maybe I'm better off staying away from them for now, until I know for sure.” Twilight remarked aloud with a sigh.

Twilight was about to walk away from the sight when she noticed something under Trixie's corpse.

Curious, she moved Trixie's body to the side to get a closer look.

It was a note.

Twilight then opened the note on the ground as delicately as she could with her hooves and read it. Despite the fact, Trixie's blood had soaked a great deal of it she read what she could.

If you are reading this, then I am most likely dead. As such, I no longer feel the need to take this secret to the grave with me.

The Carrottops ---w -----------, I happened by one of their - ---------- ------- ------ and -------- in before making my presence known. They were talking with --- -----h directly. I couldn't hear much but what I heard terrified me. It was ---, it's been --- from the b-gin-ing. ---'- been the --ste--i-d be-ind it all. --- was the one who taught -ran-on --------- he -n-ws.

For the last five years of my life I have kept this secret for fear of being the next target if I said anything.

If you are reading this, find s---- and put an end to this madness!

As a final note, my only regret I have as I write this letter is that I was unable to help Twilight ten years ago, I hope she can forgive me.

The great and powerful Trixie

Due to the blood staining most of the letter Twilight couldn't make heads or tails of what the letter really said. Her only clue was the a name that she figured started with an s. Twilight put the bloodstained letter in her saddle-pack regardless, maybe she could find somepony to help her decipher the missing letters in Trixie's note.

“I forgive you Trixie and don't worry, I'll find the killer and I’ll put a stop to this madness once and for all.” Twilight said in a soft tone to the blue mare even though she knew that she wouldn't respond.

“So, she's begun killing.” Nurse Redheart said in a solemn tone as Scootaloo nodded in response.

“If I hadn't known how Applebloom behaved when she was killing ponies, I would have fell for her trap and been killed too.” Scootaloo remarked aloud followed by a sigh.

“Maybe, maybe not.” Erick said replied which caused Nurse Redheart, Scootaloo, and Ditzy to stare at him with confused expressions.

“Care to elaborate on that Erick?” Nurse Redheart said with a raised eyebrow.

“As you both know, Twilight is a special case. Not even the therapists at the mental ward could fully diagnose her mental condition as they had never encountered one like it before.” Erick replied in a matter of fact tone.

“So what your saying is, she might be herself again?” The white mare replied in a hopeful tone.

“Maybe, but due to her condition being such a mystery, not even I'm completely sure. Maybe she really has gone off the deep end, but you are forgetting one important detail.” The police pony replied at which point Scootaloo's face lit up.

“There's still that killer on the loose!” Scootaloo exclaimed excitedly to which Erick nodded with a smile.

“Correct, so until we know if it was Twilight or the killer for sure, we cannot assume she was the one who did it. But on the other hoof, we can't assume she didn't either. I know it sounds as if I’m going in circles here, but call me a fool for clinging onto false hope.” Erick stated simply with a slight chuckle.

“I think I understand what you are getting at though Erick, You want to be completely sure she's the one responsible before you give up on her.” Nurse Redheart acknowledged as she looked at the stallion with a serious expression.

“I hate to be the pony to rain on everypony's parade here, but how do we go about finding out? Last I checked, Trixie is pushing up daisies.” Ditzy remarked curiously which was met with silence for a few moments until Scootaloo's face lit up once again.

“I got it, Nurse Redheart, do you still have that kit?” Scootaloo asked curiously with a smirk to which the white mare stared at him with a confused expression for a few moments before she caught on.

“You mean the kit full of my research on the flu that I kept in the old hospital before it closed down? Why would you need...” Nurse Redheart asked curious until she trailed off realizing exactly what the Pegasus was getting at. It was then a devious smirk spread a crossed her face. “I think the guards at the Carrottops estate are going to come down with an epidemic case of the flu.” Nurse Redheart remarked with a smirk.

“So you plan on getting them all sick? How do you plan on doing that all at once?” Erick asked curiously.

“I can easily make it airborne within a controlled radius. There's just one problem. In order to get them all sick at once, it needs to be dispensed from the clouds.” Nurse Redheart stated with a frown as she looked at Scootaloo.

“Don't worry, If it gets you guys in to interrogate the Carrottops, I’ll take being down the the flu for the next week.” Scootaloo proclaimed with an enthusiastic smile.

“Very well, I'll need to head back to the abandoned hospital however to get it, I just hope the hidden storage unit hasn't lost all it's power or it will make this trip and idea all for nothing.” Nurse Redheart remarked in a worried tone.

“Not alone you won't. We made that mistake once, it won't happen again. Ditzy and Scootaloo, you stay here and get some sleep. The two of us together will make it hard enough to sneak through the town in the early hours when everypony is waking up.” Erick stated as he ran a hoof through his mane as if to gesture how stressful this will be for him.

A mere thirty minutes later the two were at the the abandoned hospital and inside. Their hoofsteps echoed eerily throughout the vacant halls of the emptied medical facility as they looked about themselves cautiously for any sign of the killer or Twilight for that matter.

“Tell me Redheart, were you close to the six when they were still alive?” Erick questioned as they turned right at the corner of the hall and towards the labs wing of the hospital.

“I knew them quite well if that's what you mean. I was closest to Fluttershy however as you know.” The white mare replied as she did her best to ward off the horrifying memories of the Pegasus turning into a monster before her very eyes along with the sadness that accompanied these memories however to no avail.

Nurse Redheart then stopped suddenly and looked as if she was shaking which worried the stallion as he looked at her. “Are you okay?” Erick asked in a concerned tone.

“I couldn't save her.” The white mare stated simply yet the stallion could hear anger in her undertone as she spoke.

“There was nothing you could have done. You said it yourself.” Erick said in a reassuring tone only for the nurse pony to slam a hoof against the wall abruptly still shaking.

“Yes, there was. I could have killed her myself! Put an end to the madness before it started, but I was too much of a coward. I knew of the monster hidden within her, I knew it was escaping when I saw her screaming out that night. I could have ended it all there, I could have put an end to this madness. If I had, then the other four would still be alive. It's all my fault this is happening.” Nurse Redheart said as her hoof shook furiously against the wall as the mare hung her head low with a quivering lower lip.

“You can't possibly blame yourself! You couldn't have possibly predicted this would happen!” Erick exclaimed in an attempt to convince the mare she did no wrong only for her to snap her head in his direction and glare at her.

“I knew this would happen! From the day Brandon dropped her off at my doorstep, I knew what he had done to her! I knew he had trained her to be a killer! But I was a foal, I thought I could change her fate, I thought I could save her from the monster within herself. I let my fondness for her blind me from the dark truth. Brandon had warped her mind too much, he had created the perfect killer. There was no saving her. So it is my fault, my sin, my burden that I bare.” Nurse Redheart stated as tears streamed down her cheeks staring at the police pony before she turned around, put her hoof to the ground, and continued walking down the hall followed by Erick.

“It's the reason why I never stopped being a nurse despite this hospital being shut down, I have been collecting information on who the killer is for the last five years. If I can find out who this killer is, stop him from killing anypony else, then maybe, just maybe, I will be able to put my mind at some peace.” Nurse Redheart stated in a determined tone as she walked up the lab door, opened it, and stepped inside.

“Why wait till now to tell me this? Why not tell Scootaloo of your hidden vendetta? You after all know her better than me.” Erick asked curiously.

“Because we're being hunted this very moment.” Nurse Redheart remarked in a matter of fact tone.

“What do you mean hunted? You mean the killer has been following us for sometime and you never said anything?!” Erick exclaimed in shock at the white mare's statement.

As if on cue, the killer's voice echoed throughout the room.

Just how long have you known?

The killer's voice echoed curiously.

“Since we entered the hospital. You see, I have every single part of this hospital memorized. And you gave yourself away the moment I noticed the receptionist desk was missing several pieces of vital equipment which were never removed when this facility was abandoned.” Nurse Redheart replied with a glare as if she was staring strait at the killer at this very moment but nothing was in the direction of her stare.

And why would you willingly bring yourself and Erick to your dooms then?

The voice echoed in a curious tone once again.

“So I could kill you myself and put an end to this madness.” Nurse Redheart replied as she walked over to an electrical devise in the lab.

“You've known for this long?!” Erick exclaimed looking completely flabbergasted at the moment at this new set of information.

You underestimate my abilities Nurse Redheart...

The voice echoed at which point the hospital began to contort and change in shape as if by magic.

“A unicorn.” Erick remarked in a shaky tone then looked back at Nurse Redheart with a glare. “I don't know what your vendetta is Redheart, but what good are two earth ponies against a unicorn?! You've lead us into a room with no way out except for the path the killer wants us to follow! We're completely at the killer's mercy now!” Erick exclaimed in a panicked tone.

Erick speaks the truth, you willingly put yourself at my mercy. So, lets play a game, one of you will leave this building alive while the other dies, the question is, which one will be the one who lives?

“I refuse to play your sick and twisted game. Besides, you underestimate my abilities as well.” Nurse Redheart replied in a semi-cocky tone alone with a confident smile.

What possibly could an mere earth pony have against a unicorn? No my dear, You have no advantage against me here, your nothing but a helpless earth pony.

The voiced replied followed by a eerie laugh.

“That's exactly...” Nurse Redheart began to say but trailed off as if on purpose as she moved her hoof over the device she was standing at and hovered it over a single button. “...What I wanted you to think!” Nurse Redheart exclaimed as she finished her sentence and slammed her hoof on the button and shoved a small dial to the highest setting of the device which began to whirl loudly.

The next thing the two earth ponies heard was an shrill cry of pain that echoed throughout the halls but this was not magically enhanced, no, this came strait from the killer's mouth.

“What did you do to them?” Erick asked in a confused tone as he looked at the device.

“I just leveled the playing field for us. This is a magic inhibitor, it's used for unicorns we are treating but don't want to worry about them potentially harming us with a unintentional burst of magic which can happen when you treat a wounded or sick unicorn. On a low setting it's painless and has a low range, but if you crank it up to max it's range extends throughout the entire hospital and if you do so without warning and abruptly, it causes any unicorn within it's range to experience a severe jolt of pain through their horn which effectively immobilizes them temporarily.” Nurse Redheart replied in a matter of fact tone still smiling.

“But I thought this place had no power? How is it operating?” Erick asked curiously as he stared at the device.

“Every piece of equipment in this facility comes with it's own backup generator in case of power outages. Now get out of here quickly, while he's incapacitated!” Nurse Redheart exclaimed in an urgent tone.

“I'm not leaving you behind!” Erick exclaimed in a determined tone only for nurse Redheart to flash a scalpel in his face.

“Get the buck out of her or I'll kill you myself!” Nurse Redheart exclaimed through gritted teeth as she glared at him.

Not wanting to argue with a pissed off mare with a scalpel in her mouth, the stallion reluctantly broke into a run in the opposite way making his way over the obstacles the killer had put in place with relative ease after telling her he would come back with help.

Nurse Redheart then placed the scalpel back down and looked about herself. “He should be coming to about now, I just hope it was enough time for Erick to make it out in time.” Nurse Redheart thought to herself in a worried tone as she glanced at the backup generator which was quickly running low on power due to being ran at such a high setting for as long as it had. “I need to find him and kill him before this thing runs out of power or I’ll really be at his mercy then.” Nurse Redheart remarked in a worried tone with an expression to match it as the generator's LCD screen read:

FIVE MINUTES OF POWER REMAINING

“Guess what you raving psychopath? Your powerless for the next hour and I know this hospital like the back of my hoof! I'll find you before you can even crawl your way out, now who's at who's mercy?!” Nurse Redheart exclaimed aloud in a cocky tone. Sure, that was a big bluff and she knew it, but she also knew this was not only a game of survival between the two now, but also a game of wits. So, if she could psyche him out to the point he felt helpless, he may not realize he can use magic, even when the generator runs out of power.

“Very Clever, Nurse Redheart! But using a magic inhibitor won't save you! Remember, the game is still in play, and Erick made it out alive, so that just leaves you.” The killer replied aloud which seemed to be coming directly down the hall from her.

Nurse Redheart then grabbed a medical supply saddle-pack from the Cabinet, put a scalpel, adrenaline shot, and a tranquilizer shot in it, and quickly made her way down the hall.

Daylight was just now breaking and the purple mare had to find someplace to hide. She knew she couldn't hide at Trixie's or her house. She had to find someplace to hide and fast and the closest place she saw was an abandoned hospital.

“No one will look for me here.” Twilight thought to herself in a reassuring tone as she quickly opened the front doors and entered the hospital building. The purple mare walked throughout the vacant waiting room and sat down in one of the chairs, letting out a sigh as she did so.

“How am I going to convince the others I’m sane again? That is, if I am.” Twilight asked herself aloud in a doubtful tone.

The purple mare sat for a little long until she felt a familiar feeling in the pit of her lower regions.

“Horsefeathers...” Twilight remarked aloud in annoyance as she stood up and sighed. “Hope the pluming still works here.” Twilight said aloud as she searched the halls for the nearest mare's room to relieve herself.

However as Twilight walked down the halls she noticed something was very off. Being an ex-unicorn, the mare knew right off magic was at work here. The question was, who would do such a thing to an abandoned hospital and why?

It was then she heard it, a faint moaning coming from just a crossed from her in one of the hospital patent rooms. The unicorn quickly glanced towards the door and noticed a streak of blood on the floor leading to the door, opened it, and gasped in horror at what she saw.

“Erick!” Twilight exclaimed a she rushed to the stallion's side whom was bleeding profusely from her side at the moment.

“Twi-Twilight?” Erick asked curiously as she lifted him up and turned him over so he lay on his back.

“Yes, it's me. Hold on, there has to be something to patch up that wound!” Twilight exclaimed as she began to frantically search the cabinets for anything she could possibly use to stop the bleeding.

“The killer caught me off guard, stabbed me in the side, and dragged me in here.” Erick said in a weak tone.

“How long have you been bleeding out like this?!” Twilight asked in a panicked tone as she continued to frantically search the cabinets for anything to stop the bleeding as she tossed medical supplies out randomly in her search.

“Couple minutes maybe, I'm not sure.” Erick replied in a weak tone.

It was mere moments after Erick's reply that she found several large rolls of medical bandages, grabbed them with her mouth, unraveled one of the rolls, tore off a large portion, ran over to Erick, lifted him up, and began to run the bandage around his body making sure to cover the gash in his side which was quickly staining the medical bandages. It took several times of running the bandage around his body, but it looked as if she had managed to cut off the bleeding. There was one last thing she had to do though.

“I have to apply pressure to the wound Erick. Try not to cry out.” Twilight said in a whisper as she lifted him up, laid him against the back of one of the beds, and pressed against the wound causing grunt loudly and wince. It was clear he was holding back the best possible way he could.

“What in the hay would possess you to come here?” Twilight asked curiously as she continued to apply pressure to the wound which seemed to slowing the bleeding now.

“It was Scootaloo and Nurse Redheart's idea. They planned to use some flu virus stuff that she had in order to make the guard ponies sick at the Carrottops manner in order for the rest of us to be able to sneak by unnoticed and interrogate the Carrottops about the killer.” Erick explained in a pained tone though he sounded less weary now, he stilled looked worse for wear to the purple mare.

“We need to get you out of here, can you walk?” Twilight asked curiously as she attempted to help the stallion to his hooves only for him to nearly fall and would have if not for Twilight holding him up.

“We can't leave, Nurse Redheart's still in there. She knew the killer was following us. She's got some kind of hidden vendetta she told none of us about till just before the killer revealed himself to us. She used us as bait, turned on some magic inhibitor to get rid of the killer's magic, and told me to get out. I don't know how long it will last though.” Erick replied at which point Twilight set him down.

“I can't leave you alone though, if the killer finds you're still alive then...” Twilight said trailing off as if she was unable to finish her sentence.

“If the killer comes after me, I’ll give you a signal. Hand me that little device over there.” Erick said in a pained tone as he pointed to a small flat remote looking device.

“This? But there's no power. How will it work?” Twilight asked curiously as she handed it to him.

“Nurse Redheart said everything here has a backup generator in case of power outages. Go to the front desk and grab one of the nurse alert saddle-belts and set it to this room number. I saw a few sitting on the front receptionist desk when we walked in.” Erick instructed though he still sounded weak.

“Okay, don't hesitate to alert me if you see the door open or see anything funny.” Twilight said in a soft tone turned, and began to walk away.

“I was right, your still yourself. Good to know I was right about something.” Erick remarked aloud with a smile which caused the purple mare to turn around and smile weakly.

“So am I.” Twilight replied truthfully.

The mare felt as if a weight had been lifted from her now as she realized she was still herself and not some psychopathic killer like Fluttershy as she left the room, went the front desk as quickly as she could, grabbed one of the nurse alert belts, and set it to the room number Erick was in. She then quickly dashed down the hall in search of Nurse Redheart hoping she could find her before the killer did...

(Play “Nurse Redheart's suspense” now)

Nurse Redheart looked about herself cautiously as she walked down the halls now. Looking quickly for any sign of the killer. The generator was most likely about out of power by now if not already out and she could only hope her bluff was enough to give her an edge against the killer.

Had he figured out that he could use magic already? Or was was he keeping silent in order to get the drop on her? Regardless, the silence was unsettling to the white mare as she walked as silently as she could so as not to give off hoofsteps that would give away her position.

The white mare continued down the hall and stopped short of one of the hospital rooms, opened it, and looked inside. Cautiously, she stepped inside and began to look around. She looked to her side and saw a medical bed, heart monitor, and standard supplies.

She then looked to her left and saw the closed door to the bathroom that the patents would use, a shelf with bedpans on it, and other medical supplies.

“He's gotta be somewhere. I just prey to Luna he hasn't figured out he can use magic yet.” Nurse Redheart thought to herself in a worried tone. It had been well past five minutes now and the generator's power supply was completely drained now.

Once again she cautiously stepped out of the hospital room and silently closed the door behind her. She slowly made her way down the hall a little more now the deathly silence racking at her nerves like nails on a chalk board which caused her heart to race. She almost wished the killer with attempt to spring on her now just to break the silence.

Almost.

Nurse Redheart continued down the hall now looking about herself for any sign of the killer yet there was no trace, not even a faint hoofstep. She soon came by the next hospital room in the hall however this one was blocked off thanks to the killer warping the hall with their magic.

Before the white mare now stood a gaping hole in the floor. Curiously she peered into it, gasped aloud at what she saw and immediately slapped a hoof over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her sudden gasp.

Before her in the hole lay a set of jagged and sharp pieces of the floor however in one of these jagged spikes a baby deer lay half way down in one of them, eyes wide as if it's life was suddenly cut short.

The mare attempted to calm herself now as she felt her heart begin to pound against her ribcage. She couldn't let the killer cause her to panic. That would make it too easy for him to find and kill her.

She quickly looked away from the hole and around there had to be a way through. Sure enough, just above the hole lay a small wire which was close enough for her to grab onto with her mouth. She grabbed onto it, gave it a small tug to make sure it was secure, took a few steps back, and leaped a crossed the gap.

SNAP!

The white mare let out a startled shriek as the wire suddenly broke, flung her front legs out, and preyed she could make it to the edge of the gap.

CLOP, SCRATCH, CLOP, SCRATCH!

Nurse Redheart clung to the ledge for dear life with her mouth as she attempted to pull herself up but to no avail, clawing at the side of the floor as she attempted to use her hooves as an anchor to spring board herself up, but could not get a firm enough hold onto the floor that would allow her to let go of the ledge with her mouth.

This was it, she was done for. It was only a matter of time now until the strength in her jaws drained out of her face and she plummeted to her immediate death on one of the jagged spikes below.

No, she wouldn't let it end like this! She had to stop this killer herself! She was going to make it out of this ditch, one way or the other!

The white mare surveyed her situation the best and quickest way she could. Okay, she could mount her hind hooves against the wall of this hole, okay so she had a way to springboard herself now, however she had to make sure she had enough of a grip on the floor in front of her so she could anchor herself. However, no matter how many times she tried, her hooves just slid along the slick floor surface giving her little or no grip.

The longest she could manage to maintain a grip before they began to slide was less than two seconds. That was a very small window, if she wanted to pull this off, she had to time this right, or fall to her death.

Her jaw and upper mouth began to ache now which told her that time was running out, it was now or never. The white mare prepared herself, not only psychically but mentally as well, she couldn't allow her fear to control her here, the slightest doubt in her mind could potentially kill her. She took a deep breath through her nose, exhaled, inhaled once again, exhaled, took one last inhale, gave a mighty push with her hind hooves while at the same time pulling forwards with her front hooves, let go of the edge of the hole, and...

FLOP, SCRATCH, CLOP, SCRATCH, CLOP!

The white mare's upper body hit the floor with a flop however the lower half of her body began to drag her back at which point she frantically began to claw at the floor with her front hooves to pull herself forward with success. She had managed to stop herself from sliding off the edge, at which point she pulled her hind quarters over the side of the ledge and lay on her back now huffing and puffing next to the hole.

The mare's heart felt as if was pounding at a thousand miles per hour now. She had made it, but just barely.

It was then she noticed, her saddle-pack was no longer on her back. The mare looked down and groaned softly to herself. Her saddle-pack had slipped off during her attempt to make it out of the hole and fell strait onto one of the jagged spikes, impaling it and causing the contents to scatter along the floor of the hole.

She had no defense against the killer now. Even if she met him head on, there was little should could do unless she was able to catch him by surprise. And even then, a swift knife to the side would end her assault in an instant.

She had hopped she could spot him, quickly stab him with the tranquilizer, and end his life with the scalpel, she had brought the adrenaline shot with her in case she was injured by the killer so she could give herself an energy boost in case any potential inflicted wound caused her to feel light headed and about to pass out.

Well, she had made it this far, and by the amount of noise she had made, the killer most likely knew exactly where she was, so she had to quickly find a weapon and prepare herself for him...

The purple mare made her way down the hallway making her way over most obstacles in her path with relative ease.

A mere few moments ago she had heard Nurse Redheart's startled cry followed by a loud clamoring of hooves. She had no idea if the killer had found her or not, regardless the mare had doubled her speed now. Even if the killer hadn't found her yet, he knew where she was now if Twilight did.

The purple mare suddenly found herself staring at a gaping hole as she came to abrupt halt nearly falling strait in. Twilight fell to her rump nearly hyperventilating now as she stared at the jagged spikes below.

The purple mare slowly calmed herself now and finally gave a sigh after effectively calming herself. Much to her delight however, Nurse Redheart came into view.

“Twilight?” Nurse Redheart remarked aloud in shock as she stopped just short of the gaping hole herself.

“I can't tell you how nice it is to see you alive.” Twilight remarked with a smile, however the white mare didn't share her kind expression, rather it was one of mistrust.

“How did you know I was here?” Nurse Redheart asked in a curious yet worried tone.

“Erick told me, I found him bleeding out in one of the hospital rooms and patched him up the best way I could, the killer had got to him but didn't finish him off.” Twilight said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“How do I know it wasn't you who got to him in the first place? And how do I know he's still alive?” Nurse Redheart replied as she narrowed her eyes at the purple mare.

“See this around my waist? You should know what this is, he had me grab one and he would alert me the moment he saw anything out of the ordinary.” Twilight replied though the white mare's mistrusting expression didn't falter which caused her to sigh.

“I can see you still don't trust me.” Twilight remarked aloud after a few moments with a frown.

“Can you blame me? The last time I saw you, you were on a psychopathic rampage with the police ponies down at the police station.” Nurse Redheart replied not letting up her mistrusting expression as she spoke.

“How about I help you a crossed this gap? Will you trust me then?” Twilight asked in an slightly annoyed tone.

“I suppose it would be a start.” The white mare replied.

“Alright.” The purple mare replied and began to look about herself for something to use as a bridge to help the nurse pony a crossed. Her eyes soon fell upon a ladder in a storage room to her left which had it's door left open.

“I got it, let me grab this ladder and we'll use that as a bridge okay?” Twilight suggested to which nurse Redheart nodded silently.

Twilight then quickly made her way into the closet and began to drag the ladder out creating a loud screeching sound as she drug it out. She knew the killer could hear this and that meant her time was very limited. She had no idea how long that magic inhibitor would last or if it had already ran out of power. Regardless, she redoubled her efforts as she dragged it over to the hole, tipped it over, and watched it hit the other side with a loud clattering sound effectively creating a bridge for Nurse Redheart to use to cross.

“We need something to balance out my side or it will tilt and fall through once you make it to that side of the ladder.” Nurse Redheart observed as she looked about herself, saw a heavy cart full of supplies, pushed it over and toppled it over which created a loud clattering sound as medical supplies came falling from the drawers that flew open upon being toppled to it's side.

“Hurry! I know the killer's been hearing us and I don't know how long that magic inhibitor thing will last!” Twilight hissed as she motioned for the white mare to begin crossing.

“It's most likely ran out of power by now, I can only hope the killer hasn't figure it out yet.” Nurse Redheart replied in a whisper as she cautiously stepped on the ladder and began to slowly make her way a crossed.

Suddenly and without warning the killer appeared in a flash of magic behind Nurse Redheart much to the purple mare's horror. “Behind you!” Twilight shrieked at which point Nurse Redheart turned her head as far as it would go to see the killer coming down on her, knife in mouth, impaled her in the neck, ripped the knife out, and shoved the Nurse Redheart who was currently choking on her own blood off the side of the ladder causing her body to be impaled by the spike below in a spray out blood as her body slid down the spike lifelessly after a few moments.

“YOU BASTARD! I'LL KILL YOU!” Twilight roared at the top of her lungs.

The killer simply looked up at her as if unfazed by her threat. “Don't you have a friend back in the hospital room?” The killer asked in a jeering tone at which point Twilight's face suddenly contorted and became crazed.

“I have a friend in the hospital room you say? Oh, that's not good, Twilight isn't allowed to have friends.” Twilight replied in a cheery yet creepy tone.

“Opsie, I set you off. Silly me! Oh well, you'll do my job for me then. Have fun with your friend Twilight Sparkle.” The killer said in the same jeering tone, tossed the bloody knife at her hooves, and disappeared in a flash of magic.

Twilight knelt down, picked the bloody knife up with her mouth and began to trot back to the room where Erick lay unaware of the purple mare now being in her crazed state.

Heh,heh,heh....