The gray sky was all too beautiful than it being cleared. The sun was ugly after all and when night approached, just looking at the moon hogging most of the night sky increased your anger. The trees, as you looked through the window of the backseat section of the black car, were lifeless of leaves, but rotten of wood and moss. The winter was cold and merciless as the smell of motor oil caused your nose to wrinkle and body to twitch from the strong smell. You were alone this time, being taken away from the horror that had fallen upon you so innocently.

“We’re almost there.” A man spoke, his tone so calm and relaxing to hear as you turned your head towards him with an expressionless look. He understood you, what you been through, and prayed to never go back to again. His jet black slicked hair covered by a brown top hat, matching his leather brown trench coat and formal pants that also went well with his black shoes. He was a Caucasian male, whose eyes were brightly blue and cast a reflection of you every time you stared deeply into them.

But besides his alluring eyes, fancy outfit, and calm tone, you paid well attention to his personality and attitude towards you. He was a man just like you. He had no family and was an orphan that did not enjoy company from others. It took years for him to adjust to his surroundings and become social with others, something you lacked too greatly. It made you envy him, for he succeeded through tragic events like you, but also respect him for accepting you through your kind of tragedy.

“I am not going to bring up that event or console with you anymore. I presume you moved on and want to worry about where you are going, correct?” He asked. You nodded your head, remaining silent.

“We’re heading towards the Manehatten Asylum, excuse my Latin, but do not worry, you are only being brought there to be rehabilitated back into society. No other facility wanted you since they were either low on money, poorly conditioned, or just too rude to take in an orphan like you. At least this place will help you, all the staff members are going to help you out, provide you something so easy to obtain that I had a rough time gaining back when I was young.”

You gave him another nod and continued to remain silent, while staring out the windows.

“First we are going to stop by in Ponyville and get something to eat. I am sure you are hungry, hmm?” He asked, smiling at you softly as you nodded your head without looking at him.

“Looks like we are heading into a tunnel, I should turn the headlights.” He said before darkness blinded your sight.

Dreams of being free from this world were what you wanted. You wanted to be away from society and its dirty hands that you fear to be touched by. The man, you felt safe at least by, sat in front of you as you two were eating cupcakes together in a pastry shop. You, however, did not eat, unlike him. You stared at your cupcake with disgust and pushed it to the side gently, causing him to look at you confused.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

You gestured that the cupcake was disgusting to look at and you believed it would have tasted even more horrible if you were to bite it. He thought it was a waste and tried to persuade you quietly to eat just by pushing it back in front of you, but you denied it again, shaking your head in confirmation that you were not going to eat it. Something about it made you feel uneasy. Looking at him, his blues were reflecting off of you, but as you saw yourself looking at him, you can also see someone else doing so, too. You started to tremble when you spotted a young looking woman, your age (approximately 19), grinning at you softly.

You turned around to see the woman with pink puffy hair, but saw no one but the counters where the kitchen resided behind of. You earned a confused stare from the man in front of you, before you turned to him, wanting to leave the place that sent a frightening chill down your back. The man decided it was best to follow your gut feeling and take you back to the car, but as you entered into the back seat, you turned your head right staring at the window and saw from the second floor the woman with pink hair staring at you with a menacing grin while her forehead was press against her window.

When the car drove away, your eyes could not forget those haunting blue orbs that were daemonically dim. Time was short as the car drove through the forest. The sky began to rain down hard as the windshield wipers had trouble making the path ahead clear to see. Though, through your eyes, you can see bright lights up ahead. Soon, the car began slowing down as it stopped in front of a massive steel gate. The man looked back at you and smiled softly.

“We're here. Just to let you know, this place might be moving off to somewhere else in the near future, they are thinking of putting it in the city area of Fillydelphia. To be honest, I find this idea too stupid to actually agree with.” He said, before looking back at the gate that opened up, allowing entry into the place.

When the car pulled up at the entrance, you stared down at your hands and began reminiscing that tragic moment. But a hand gently rested on your right shoulder as you looked up at the man before you, smiling softly.

“Don’t worry; they’re going to help you while I continue the investigation. You’re going to be perfectly fine, I promise.” He said, but deep down, something you did your best to hide, told you that the promise was something he would regret surely in the future.

The car door opened as you were accompanied by two Blue Coats and one White Coat to the entrance. You did not look back; you swore to yourself that you will never look back at the wretched world. You were glad you were escaping it. All that it put you through was finally going to be erased and you could finally rest in your own Safe Haven.

“Wake up.” Her voice caused your eyes to open up wide, staring into her as you found yourself strap onto a metal table inside of a surgeon room. You shook your head in terror as she was on your body, sitting on your stomach while her naked, blood soaked body was on display before you. She licked her lips and soon leaned down, stabbing a needle into your right shoulder, causing you to cry out in pain. Whatever liquid she was injecting into you, made you dizzy, hot, and most of all, to your worse fears, tired.

Just her being on you, naked, and close to you, holding your life on the thread, made you struggle in keeping yourself awake to whatever horrors that were going to befall upon you. Sadly, your vision grew dark, your mind grew dizzy, and your body became numbed. Were you dead? No, you were passed out and the last things you could feel before your entire system slept were too revolting to describe.

Author's Notes:

I don't think I should insert the "Sex" tag since I have no intentions in typing out the content to what happened to "you" at the end. But the implications are quite questionable, or obvious and you can make up any prediction to what happened.