"Chop, chop, chop..." Twilight whispered as she wrote in her notes. "I'll make I meal out of you... that won't do..."

Owlicious screamed as Twilight stabbed each of its wings, separating the feathers in neat rows. Behind him lay the bodies of many a dissected pegasi, some still groaning, but most motionless. Blue, yellow, red and silver- all colors of the rainbow, present on display. Her walls held some of the more violent prisoners, the ones that just wouldn't stay silent...

"Chop, chop, snap..." Twilight stopped cutting for a moment as the delicate wingwork was completed. She plucked a bloody feather from the owl's wing, writing on parchment with her assistant's blood. The owl screamed once more, but Twilight quickly silenced it by removing the beak.

"I can't just have you waking the neighborhood, now can I?" Twilight finished writing her notes, grabbing a potato peeler from the floor. The Book said that owl liver was needed for this next bit. Luckily for Twilight, she had just such a pet to fit the bill.

"What's behind this plumage, I wonder? Better question... how fast does an owl's heart beat?" Twilight pulled the peeler along Owlicious's body, removing mostly feathers.

"That's no good. Your feathers are quite long... too long, in fact." Twilight started pulling each one individually. "This little feather went to the market... this little feather stayed home... this little feather had ROAST BEEF," she yelled as she yanked a particularly long feather from the tail. Blood splattered along the wooden floor, more dripping from the feather.

"Heh..." Twilight chuckled, looking at the bloody tail feather. She chuckled once more, her laughter a maniacal cacophony of giggles. Her guffaws were pierced neatly by a screaming undertone, alluding to her madness. Her left eye twitched once, and her teeth ground themselves. A loud knocking interrupted her playtime, however. Twilight heard somepony knock again. Once more, and Twiligh went to the door and looked through the keyhole. It was Carrot Top.

"Hello? Twilight?" Carrot Top called out. The door cracked open.

"What do you want?" Twilight growled from the other side.

"I need to borrow your microscope! My vegetable farm is feeling sick, and I want to know why."

"Well, why didn't you just say so? Come in, my dear!" The door opened wider and Carrot Top trotted in, only to be silenced by darkness.