Chapter 11: Suffering

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The darkness was getting darker and darker every time I continue running from the monster gaining on me. I can hear the echoing sounds of the party pony giggles and laughter. It was making my heart racing for survival and my action to defend myself. I pass through a door that was opened already, and to my way to slow down the monstrous pony, I look back to use my magic to close the door behind me while I continue running.

When I look what was in front of me, there was nothing but darkness, yet I lost my steps as I begin to thump on each stairs hidden from the pitch black darkness. Pain was over my body as I was lying on the hard floor aching from my back and hooves. I quickly look around to see if Pinkie would appear somewhere, but I was still forgetting to light up my surroundings. I let the white aura glowing on my horn to create some light for me.

There was nothing on site as I only see I'm in a small room with some computers on my left side of the room. While looking around in curiosity, I thought for a moment I did saw a figure from the corner of my eyes. This figure looked familiar, but I can't quite put my hooves on the thought. Though I want to know what I saw, I need to continue running from Pinkie.

I continue to run when I felt a large amount of weight on my back, causing me to stumble from the floor. I tried to look back, but the hand was press down against the floor. The figure that was holding me down was another human, yet it was wearing a dark red uniform and a red mask. He also has the same weapon Roger had, but there was something about that human making uncomfortable.

"Is there any subject alive, over," I heard a walkie-talkie announced as the human held it against his face.

"I found one subject alive, sir. It appears to be a male unicorn, though I see a tag on his tail, over," responded the human as he was observing me.

Wait, a tag? Did I ever notice a tag on my tail? I don't think I have. I tried to look at my tail, but the human continue to hold me down and observe me.

"Sir, it also appears that the subject has items in a bag on him, over," said the human as he was reaching for my bag.

He was about to reach towards my bag when we both heard a familiar giggle. He let me go and held his large gun to the closed door. I look back to see him waiting for Pinkie Pie, and I turn to see my tail with an orange tag on me. I held my tail close to me to be able to read the tag.

Sector: D

Subject #: 9341

OBJECT CLASS: SAFE

I look back to see the soldier in the room with me still waiting for Pinkie. Actually, I'm just going to call her SCP-173 now, for she isn't the party pony I knew. As for everypony in this harsh nightmare place, I'm going to call them by the name they're given from this place. This must be a mad world, for I lost everypony I know. And for what I could tell, maybe all of Equestria could be trapped from this foundation, and this could mean I'm going to be the only pony to get out of here.

Then, when I was thinking what occur to me, the metal door opened and I saw SCP-173 just grinning with blood oozing like her own salvia. Then was about to fire, but I did the quickest thing I could think of. I stood up quickly and shot my magic beam to her. She stumble from my attack and I use my magic to press the button again to close the mental door to give the both of use time to get away from that monster. I look to the human, but I couldn't see an expression due to the mask he was wearing. He was only looking at me before placing his covered hand on my head.

Then out of nowhere, he lifts up his knee with a knee pad on and he me on my guys. I groan from the great amount of pain collide to my abdomen and I felt down on the ground again. The mysterious human was now holding his gun, which was a pistol, against my head below my horn.

"I didn't need your help you freak," said the human with a voice sounded disgusted and disgraced. "I'm just trying to get you back where you supposed to be here. Either that, or I could just end your life here."

His fingers were ready to pull the trigger as I was about to be murder. I could use my magic to stop him, but after that, there still more terror ahead of me. Maybe I won't be able to get out of here. Maybe there's no way to get out. Maybe I just don't want to suffer too much already. Maybe I just want to end all of this.

So now, I just close my eyes and think of something. Something like when my world was perfect and the friends I had from Ponyville and everywhere from Equestria was happy and innocent. They were the best friends you could possibly wish for. Just let the happiest fade the pain I was going through, and the pain that's going to cut me away from this world.

As I was prepare to have my life beginning to end, the human's life ended instead. I felt the blood splattered to my face, so I stopped thinking of my happiness and witness what was happening. SCP-173 was holding him with one of her foreleg around the human's neck while her other foreleg was pressing in his chest with blood leaking.

"Help... Me..." that all the human could say.

I look to his face, but I forgot about the mask covering his face. To be honest, I couldn't see or feel his expression of pain. I was angry at him for trying to kill me. The two options I could are save him or leave him to suffer. It wasn't to choose what I thought the human earn after I help him.

"Go safe yourself," I said before walking away.

I was getting close to the other door to hear the human suffer pain and SCP-173 giving him a treat full of pain. While close enough to press the door button, I turn back to see the human breathing his last breath as SCP-173 was holding his beating heart still pumping in the blood in his blood. She then pulls the blood vessels off to create blood spraying to the corpse and the floor. The last thing SCP-173 did was eat the heart and stare at me with the bright blue eyes giving me a calf stare. I continue staring as I must keep I contact with her.

It didn't take long as I blinked, and then she was about three hooves away from me. She smiles with the blood stain on her teeth. SCP-173 didn't do nothing, just continuing staring at me. Out of nowhere, she held the half eaten heart to me. It was like a thank you treat for letting her kill the human that tried to kill me. She then held it closer for me to hold the piece of the organ.

"What are you waiting for? EAT IT," said SCP-173 with her eyes staring into my eyes.

From there, I didn't know what to do. She was close enough to end my life, but I didn't want to eat the heart. Did I have an option to disagree? No. Now, I'm lifting the heart close to my mouth, and I let myself took a big chunk of the heart into my mouth. SCP-173 was still looking at me, so I had to chew the pieces to little pieces for a couple of seconds and swallow it to my stomach. The taste was awful, yet it was the only way to keep myself alive.

"Go on, eat the rest."

I then continue taking chunks of the heart, chew the pieces, and swallowing it like I was eating a regular food. The more pieces I ate the more awful flavor I would taste that would make me sick for months. I finish eating the last pieces of the heart, and I sigh with a terrible breath coming out and blood around my month. SCP-173 was delighted as she was clapping her two front hooves together.

"See, it wasn't so bad! I hope you like my treat. Now it's time for desert."

That's all she said before holding my head close to her and brought her lips to mines. I tried to fight back, but she slams me against the metal door, causing me to knock out bit. I could felt her bloody tongue slithering to my mouth and her teeth biting my bottom lips. It was mostly nasty because we both ate half the human's heart, and I was still normal unlike the monster kissing me. I didn't enjoy it and I kept my eyes open and wide to make sure she doesn't kill me.

It last only for a minute before she moved away from me with red bloody trail of salvia attached to our mouths. I close my eyes in relief to be release from that torturous kiss. I heard giggling from SCP-173 before I open my eyes to not see the pink monster in front of me.

"Why out of all ponies does this interaction have to happen to me?" I could only say as I use my magic to open the door and leave the room tortured. Am I becoming somepony different? Yes.

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