After the prison was the torture rooms, for punishing ponies. There I heared various screams, loud crying, and saw ponies' blood on the floor. I looked around on to where ever I was going. I noticed large cracks in the wall, spider webs everywhere, and a possible escape route. Walking through, I heared a very familiar voice... Spike's voice. They had him tied on a post, were throwing rocks and food, and were whipping him on the back. I heared the loud roars of the large dragon, and I could feel the excruciating pain of the whips.

I heared another voice that stuck out over the rest, maybe because this voice had the same accent everypony on the ranch has. I looked to see who it was, and my fears were correct. It was Applejack, being tortured. All I could do is watch as I saw the whip hit Applejack in the back with a loud "CRACK!" and her loud, stomach twisting yell. I saw blood fly off the whip as it was brought back for a whip. I watched in terror as I saw Applejack weaken, close her eyes, and pass out. She might be dead. They detached her from the post, and took her to another room.

They put me in the room where Applejack was. I guess they knew by the look on my face that this would be the worst place possible to punish me. They didn't even clean up the blood caused by Applejack's whipping. They tied me up and said "Eight lashings." Lashings... whippings... just for making noise. They tightened the rope extremely tight on my hooves, and I heared the air as the whip got brought back to start whipping. I braced myself, expecting the sharp pain of the whip on my back.

I've never thought what it would be like to be whipped. When I came up with this plan, I never expected to be whipped. I thought it would be to easy break out. I never expected be wounded and suffering. The time from they pulled back the whip and to the time the whip hit me seemed like forever. I've never felt this much pain before. I felt the whip hit me with an extremely loud "CRACK" that was deafening to me. I let out a loud scream, and got whipped a second time. It hurt worse than the first. I braced for a third time, the whip contacted me, and I almost blacked out. That's when it happened.