Twilight finds herself in a mental asylum filled with blood thirsty ponies. When she tries to find her friends, she gets to watch them die at the hands of a silhouette. Can Twilight find the killer and save at least one of her friends?

'"Tell me... how long has Pinkie been here?" Celestia inquires. I gulp. "How long according to you?" I ask, my voice shaky. "Just about... fifteen days ago," Twilight answers. "Well, you guys came a little late," I reply. "How so?" Celesita inquires. "Pinkie's been here for fifteen years."' Well, the world isn't crumbling around me, but it sure isn't getting better. I don't need six colours - just one. Pink. Inspired by the FIMFanfic, My Little Dashie. ©Amazing_Burrito_Mare All rights reserved. #mlpwattys2015