The room was dark, all was silent, and Rainbow Dash had finally woken up from her say-so nap. She looked around her, nothing but darkness, the room was so dark she couldn't see her own hoof in front of her face; oh wait, it wouldn't have mattered, her hooves were placed behind her back and were held secure by metal bindings, the same around her neck.
She was greeted by a deep and horrifying voice, almost demonic.
"Lights," the lights suddenly flickered on, Dash finally able to see most of her surroundings, however some of the room still appeared dim to her. What she saw, horrified her. On the wall in dried blood spelt out "Tripod's Rec. Room", on the main wall in front of her besides the staircase in which lead down to the Rec. Room was a greenscreen, blood spattered and torn, on the floor lay spatters of blood, entrails, and scraps of flesh lead behind by other ponies Tripod had previously operated on. Blood-soaked film rolls in which looked like somepony had been strangled with were also scattered on the ground.
Rainbow Dash began to hyperventilate and struggle, it didn't help.
"Camera," suddenly an (Aiptek 720p HD Digital Camcorder) (silver) on a (Dolica Proline 62 Aluminum Professional Tripod) appeared and focused in on Rainbow Dash.
"Action" various torture devices with unique names and a tray of sharp medical tools revealed themselves when the final light flickered on.
The blue unicorn looked over at the blue pegasus pony,
"This'll be fun" Tripod said out loud to Dash.
Rainbow Dash began to scream and beg for her life,
"WHO ARE YOU?!?!, WHERE AM I?!?!"
Dash began to hyperventilate a little more, almost making her gag after every desperate breath she took, the thought of whatever this insane and demented unicorn might do to her.
"Is he gonna hook me up to one of those devices?, is he simply gonna just slice me open and rip my innards out?, is he gonna..."
The sound of Tripod's voice ceased Dash's rushing thoughts of what just simply might be.
"Let me introduce you to my friends," Tripod said as he trotted over to one of the devices.
"This here is my favorite of all, I call him "The Suspension"; boy, we sure do have a lot of memories." Tripod ran a slight smile across his face as he thought of the memories him and "The Suspension" had of them cutting up and ripping limb from limb of those who were mean to him, those who brought him pain just because he was different from them, bringing him to some lab with the evil men who wear white coats and spray the blinding gasses into his eyes, just because he was of another species. He'd make 'em pay, he'd make 'em all pay for what they did.
Tripod regained his seriousness and walked along to the others, introducing each one and sharing some gruesome memory he had with it.
"Alright now, now sense I'm done with the introduction, let's get down to business."
Tripod blissfully hopped over to the sharp tools on the tray and grabbed with his hooves the scalpel.
He began to cut around the tail of Rainbow Dash, Rainbow Dash let out ear-piercing screams as the unicorn forcefully, with all his might ripped off Dash's tail with his bare hooves, of course after cutting the lines.
Rainbow Dash tried her best not to cry, she wasn't gonna let some punk know that she truly can't stand his agonising pain, it'd show weakness, letting him know that she would go by quick, just like every other poor soul that had been oh-so misfortunately chosen by Tripod off of the street.
Blood and feces began to pour out onto the floor of his Rec. Room. Tripod gave Dash an angered face and said,
"Now damn it, I just had this floor cleaned, you know, it isn't easy with my job and all to go all willy-nilly with my mop and broom and just clean up other people's messes; Besides, didn't your parents every teach you about cleaning up after yourself?"
Tripod shook his head in shame, swept up some of the blood and shit and simply poured it on himself.
He began to laugh in a way only a mad-man would, this frightened Rainbow Dash even more, with a stallion who's perfectly fine mentally, but just kills for sport, she'd have a chance of surviving, but a man with a mental illness, there'd be no hope for her.
Anger and fear built up inside Rainbow Dash as Tripod mocked her in his cruel and heartless way.
Dash fought more, just with a little hope inside her that somepony, ANYPONY would come down those stairs and just simply shoot this crazy, son of a bitch stallion in the head.
Of course, she knew deep down in her heart, nopony'd come, "Who actually cares about Rainbow Dash?"
She began to tear up and cry, this brought a capacious and bloodcurdling grin to Tripod's face, he'd finally broken her, the same position he'd once been in, she knew the pain.
Tripod felt as if he should let the pegasus go, after all, he HAD gotten away, why keep them until death?
He closed his eyes and once again the disastrous memories came flowing back to him, the memories of him at the other world, the memories of the dark building. Tripod became enraged with anger and with no hesitation, ripped Dash's head off with one simple jerk. Tripod fell to his knees and began to sob into his blood and feces covered hooves.
He had never been able to simply rip someone's head off, Tripod had felt the most deplorable feeling anypony had ever felt, the fact he had just ripped off one's head, he felt resentful, but at the same time proud.
He grabbed the head of the dead pegasus and nailed it above the words "Tripod's Rec. Room". It had a great view from up there.
Tripod unchained the corpse or Rainbow Dash and set it down on the operating table, he was disappointed, this was the fastest and most un-fun scene he had ever made, he didn't even get to use any of his torchere devices.
Tripod sighed and began to operate on the pegasus, this'll be a long night.