Willow Tree Asylum

   “Is it on? Is it on? Oh…hello fillies and gentle colts, this is your favorite weather pony Sky Streak. Today we are investigating the willow tree asylum, Keep in mind every pony that this asylum is abandoned and there is no living thing inside at this moment.”

             “Celestia opened this place after princess Luna was banished to the moon; the reason was simply because the legend nightmare moon went into people’s dreams and created horrifying nightmares that made people insane.” Sky Streak opened the door to the main atrium. “Once this asylum was the biggest in all of Equestria, and housed over 400 ponies in need.”as Sky Streak trotted the atrium he noticed a mohagany door, and on it a golden doorknob with a treble clef resting on its front. Sky Streak's curiosity peaked and he motioned his hoof toward the doorknob, but when he rested his hand upon it, a pony slapped his hoof without hesitation.

                When Sky Streak looked up from his pain he saw a pony that looked rugged with mustard colored skin and a bright blue vest that read willow tree staff “Are you insane?" said the anonymous pony. "No pony ever goes in that door.” he left an eerie tone in his voice that was supposed to give a warning, "What are you doing here?" Sky Streak questioned, The pony looked enthusiastic about the comment. "Well if you must know, i am the chief janitor at this lovely asylum." The camera pony, Capture Shot made googely eyes at Sky Streak. but Sky Streak ignored the remark and rudely told the pony “Anyways we are here for an interview of the asylum, not of some crazy old pony” Sky Streak left a chuckle. You could tell the janitor's emotions went from complemented to offended. “Some say that they hear noises from this room in particular, I remember working here 13 years ago,” Sky Streak rolled his eyes. “I will say it again we are here for an interview with the asylum not”-

           Capture Shot suddenly slapped his hoof on Sky Streak's back “Do you hear that?” he asked. Sky Streak brushed to the side and looked at him “No I don’t hear anything!” The janitor hoofed Sky Streak’s mouth “I think I hear that noise too.”A sigh aroused from Sky Streak “fine open the door then.” The janitor did not hesitate, he pulled out a key ring that looked as if it was about to burst, then the melody could be heard to Sky Streak “wait I can hear it, but it sounds like a song to me.” The janitor mumbled to himself while searching through his keys and the Capture Shot just looked around as if he were trying to catch something on tape.

           When finally the janitor screamed “I found it!” All three ponies awoke and stood up in unison, Capture Shot said in excitement “Well open the door!” the janitor twisted and pulled the key but no luck, "Ha.. it looks like those bones are to weak to open that door, huh?" The janitor turned to face Capture Shot "I will have you know, back in my day i was the strongest in all of ponyville; maybe its rusted on the inside." Capture Shot grabbed the key ring. "Here let me try old coot."  Capture Shot twisted, but nothing again, and then it was Sky Streak’s turn. “Look guys it’s probably not the right one, maybe we should just”-

                “KERCHUNCK” their eyes widened and Sky Streak twisted the doorknob and looked back to see them standing far behind him, scared of what’s going to pop out. Sky Streak slightly opened the door to get a peek inside, but all he saw was a huge cello standing upright against a corner. Its shadow was moving which told Sky Streak that there was a fireplace or some source of light. With a shaky and scared voice he spoke “Hello, we heard music from this room, any pony here?”

                There was no answer, but he knew that there was something or some pony in there. The janitor asked with a concerned tone “Ya see anything?” Sky Streak shook his head “But I’m quite sure some pony is inside that room” this brought confusion and an awkward silence to the quite hallway. Sky Streak found a sudden courage and moved toward the doorknob. "What are you doing?" whispered Capture shot loudly. Sky Streak looked back for a second, but did not answer as he twisted the gilded doorknob.

                 The knob was cold which sent chills of terror down his spine. He then proceeded to open the door all the way ajar, His eyes grew a custom to the dim light that was only made by the fireplace.