Sound of Insanity

Screams...Horrible, horrible screams. The screams of a young mare in distress. In pain. In agony. "Ah! Serenity!" Sivad awoke in a cold sweat. Hating himself for what he did, and afraid of what he will continue to do, Sivad sat up, and stared at the wall with a depressed look on his face. He remembered every gruesome detail about Serenitys' tragic death. How she was revived and healed, just so she could live through torture again. Nailed to a wall to keep her from escaping. Screaming at him to stop. Begging him. Pleading him to stop. She was still down there too. Her poor mutilated corpse. What could have happened to her? I don't know, what do *you** think?!* Sivad thought to himself bitterly. He knew perfectly

well what happened. But he wasn't sure why he let it happen. It was all his fault. And much to his dismay, he's started remembering what he did to Serenity during those three days before her gruesome death.

Three days ago... "Hey Sivy! You said there was a book you wanted to show me at your house after school didn't you?" Serenitys' voice rang out, he loved hearing her voice. So calm, yet slightly forceful, just enough to be audible. Serenity herself was also very calm. Sivad, taken by surprise, suddenly remembered. "Oh...um. Yeah. That book. I think you'll find it interesting. Let's go!" He had purchased the book a few days before, with no real intention of reading it. It was only to get Serenity to come to his house. He hadn't even read it, because it dealt with magic. Sadly, he wasn't any good at magic. Spells never seemed to work. Serenity however, was a natural! So this was the perfect book, assuming she hadn't read it yet. Serenity followed Sivad through his gate into his medium sized house. Nothing special really. Made of stone, two stories plus a basement. Roomy, but not enough to make you feel overwhelmed with space. "The book is over he-" He stopped midsentence. Something wasn't right...Take her to the basement 'No! I won't hurt Serenity! She's my friend! She trusts me! She loves me!' he told the Voices in his mind. Take her to the basement it echoed in his mind. He had to fight it, but he was fighting a battle he could not win. He was completely taken over from this point. Not able to speak, or move. "I almost forgot. I accidentally left the book in the basement. Let's go." Now, Serenity was quite confused. Sivad was forgetful, yes. But he took great care of his books. He would never leave a book in his basement! Then again, he might have set it down there and forgot about it. Yeah. That's probably it. "Okay, let's go see the book shall we Sivad?"

Once in the basement, Sivad slammed and locked the door. "Sivad, what are you doing?!" Serenity asked, obviously worried, if not frightened, by her friends sudden change in mood. Pick up the knife Sivad...Pick it up Looking around, he saw the knife. Levitating it with magic, he walked closer to Serenity, who was trying to process what was going on. "Sivad, put that knife down now!...please put it down? Please?! Sivad stop!" He kept walking towards her with an empty look in his eyes. This wasn't like him! She ran for the stairs, desperate to get away. Don't let her out. Make her stay put! Sivad obeyed. Serenity was shoved to the wall with magic. Crying and squirming, she looked at Sivad. That empty look was all she got in response. "Sivad...please. What are..." She noticed the nails floating towards her. One nail was firmly planted against her front-right hoof. All she could do was sob once she realized what he was doing. Using magic, the five inch nails were slowly driven into her hooves, forcing a strangled cry from Serenity, along with tears. Her hooves split, and blood was dripping down the walls, creating a large puddle on the floor below. "Don't move Serenity...I'll come back for you" Sivad grinned before walking back up the stairs. Not wanting to think about what happened to him, or what he might do when he comes back, she ripped her front-left hoof off of the nail, tearing the flesh even more. She was crying horribly now. She looked at her other front hoof, and ripped it off of the nail. This time blood sprayed her in the face. She fell forward, which tore her back hooves from the nails, splitting them down the middle into seperate halves barely held together. She tried to crawl, but the pain that exploded from her hooves was too great. She could do nothing to get away. She sat in a crumpled heap, waiting for Sivad to return. What will he do to her?

Sivad suddenly noticed that he had been standing at the bookshelf for a while now. He remembered taking Serenity down to the basement...He didn't quite remember why she was here...The book! He should take it to her. That is, after all, the reason she's here. He grabbed the book off the shelf, and went to the basement. It was dark, and he couldn't see well since his eyes haven't adjusted yet, and...wait...What's this on the floor? A sticky red liquid...blood. His eyes widened. "Serenity!" She was hurt. He knew it. This was all a mistake. "Serenity!" .....Silence. But that's when he heard it. The smallest whimper of fear in the corner of the room. Afraid of what he might see, he slowly walked over. "S...Serenity?...Agh!" He jumped back when he saw her. "Serenity!!! What happened?! We have to get help!" At the sight of Sivad, she tried to cower back further away into the corner, her hooves sliding against the floor, now slippery from her own bloody hooves. "I'm going to get hel-" Sivad froze again, and his eyes once again went blank. He looked at Serenity, and said "Aww, did someone try to escape? Well there's one way to make sure that it won't happen again." He levitated her, and put her against the wall again. She was crying and screaming, desperate to get away, but his magical grip was too strong. He got more nails out of the box, and drove them higher up than before, right below the knees. Serenitys' entire being went limp from the agonizing pain she was going through. Once the nails were through, Sivad bent the ends at a 90 degree angle so she couldn't get away. If she had any strength left, she would have fought once she noticed Sivad grab the knife again. But she couldn't. So much blood...So much pain...She just wanted it to end. The knife plunged deep into her throat, blood bubbling out of her mouth and neck. She tried to scream, but ended up coughing up more blood. She choked and sputtered before going limp again. 'Sivad...Why?' The pain slowly faded away into nothing, as she accepted her death gratefully. Anything to get out of this nightmare...

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