I picked up the head of the white unicorn animatronic from the floor, examining it and seeing it was empty.

I held onto it and walked around the building, finding some blue animatronic head hanging on the wall and shining like a lamp. I tore it off the wall with a few struggles and carried it with me. I put them both down at the door to the office the stallion was in.

I looked at the two heads and looked up to see an empty pink animatronic staring off into space.

“You all already have some kind of soul in each of you, don’t you?” I thought, picking up the white unicorn’s head.

I inspected it for a while and then switched to the blue one. “But none of you are like me or Silver, are you? You’re being forced to do what you’re doing, aren’t you? Who’s forcing you? Ah.... Silver is. He must be angry at somepony.” I thought, putting it down and looking towards the pink one.

“Well don’t worry. I’m in charge now, and I think you all could do with a little rebuilding.”

I moved away from the animatronic heads and looked around the building, searching for the rest of the parts for those animatronics. I need some help if I’m going to take this place and make it mine.

I walked past the Puppet head and stopped, turning my head to look back at it.

I guess I could use as much help as I could get. I grinned at my thought of having Silver fight alongside me, the stallion who murdered him and made him murder the foal.

Speaking of which... Where was that purple suit?

I wandered the building, looking up and down the walls and ceiling for any signs of the purple animatronic suit thing I had Silver put that foal’s body in. I found a room and opened it, the purple animatronic was in pieces all over the floor.

“Aw.... Poor thing.” I thought.

I stepped in the room and I could just feel the foal’s spirit just screaming for me to leave.

“You’re no use to me in this state.... So that’s why I’m going to have to fix you.” I thought, grinning as I picked up it’s head.

I had to take several trips back and forth to get the purple suit’s pieces back to where I had put the rest, but it didn’t take long.

I sat down and began to work on rebuilding them.

After a while I had almost had the white unicorn done when I realized that it wasn’t trying to move, even with it’s hooves still attached.

“None of you move that much, do you?” I thought.

I heard soft whispering and turned my head to the head of the purple one.

“Oh come on,” I thought, “Don’t tell me that you actually have morals!”

I leaned over and picked up the purple suit’s head, staring it straight in it’s empty eye sockets.

“Because none of you do. You’re all just creations of death. You can’t have morals. And that stallion is going to die. He’ll be the first one of the many ponies who will be victims to my rise.”

I threw the head back to where it was and it rolled around, facing towards me on it’s side. I heard more soft whispering but kept working on the white animatronic, humming to myself a bit to drown out the whispers. Next Chapter: Can't Breath (Night 3) Estimated time remaining: 27 Minutes