A rush of mares in moth-eaten rags and their foals were hustling towards the infamous citadel, in hopes of curing their offspring from the numerous diseases they had. Every foal had at least two slowly eating away at their mind, ever since the apocalypse that plagued Equestria.
"Attention! Attention! This is the Equestrian Dispatch!"
The radio message would glitch and buzz. It was coming from the citadel, as it had many times earlier. When the message was over, the familiar tune was played.

The tune. This god-forbidden tune had been spreading its' cryptic message for far too long. They say it causes mass hysteria and even suicide, mainly for foals. Some say its' a government-created cleanse of overpopulation. Others argue over if the familiar tune played at the citadel contains noise frequencies that lead to panic. All mothers bring their foals to the citadel, as a way to protect them from the famine-ridden apocalypse.

Trigger Warning for suicide, gore, and famine. Read at your own risk.