Pan sat on his chair with a mug of cider. He exhaled with a slight sound of content. Hoofs and chest was covered in dry blood that was beginning to flake off over time. It began to smell fouler and he wasn't a fan of stench. He rose from his chair and put the mug back on the counter and walked into his bathroom. His bathroom was strangely clean, which went well to the rest of his house. Everything he owned he kept nice and clean.
With his hoof he turned on the faucet but once the water started he heard a knock at the door. His ears perked up and he quickly washed off the best he could then turned off the water. He was near clean when the knocks at the door became much more violent. A voice boomed from outside, "Royal Guard! Open up!"
Pan felt a knot in his stomach, his heart began to race and he felt a lump go in his throat. The amount of panic he had pulsing through him was too much to handle and he felt as if he was going to throw up. His head lifted from the sink and he saw himself in the mirror. The sounds of the fillies screams echoed in his ears as he continued to stare back at himself. His eyes were locked with his and he whispered, "Why do you have to be like this?"
The knocking became louder, "Come to the door!" Pan felt tears building in his eyes as he looked at himself. He could still see some of Applebloom's blood on his lips. He repeated himself, "Why do you have to be like this!?" he screamed again at himself.
His reflection replied, "Because you're sick Pan! You need help!"
Pan snapped back, "No I don't! I can get help on my own!"
He saw himself scream back, "You need help!"
Pan screamed back equally as loud, "No I don't!"
It shouted back, "You need help, Pan!"
The royal guard opened the door and walked into his house. "Sir!? Sir please calm down! We wish to speak with you! Sir!" there was two guards, one a Pegasus and the other a unicorn each dressed in the usual armor. Their eyes widened at the sight of Pan staring blank at himself. His eyes wide open and his pupil dilated a little, looking as if he was shocked out of his mind. The unicorn stallion walked towards him and put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Sir could we-"Pan instantly turned to him and screamed, "No I don't!"
Pan began to scream over and over and hyperventilate. The guards looked at each other and nodded, the Pegasus walked around the house.
"Now sir, I'm going to need you to calm down." He put his hand on Pan's shoulder and Pan instantly backed up and fell backwards into the tub. He scrambled to his feet and rolled into a ball in the corner of the tub. "Sir? Are you alright? Should I call a doctor?" the royal guard didn't take a step further, knowing Pan could have a violent reaction. Pan was hyperventilating and sobbing. Tears, spit and snot ran down his face and made him look more pathetic.
Pan slowly began to scream, breathy screams like when you try to scream in a nightmare and only that breathy muffled sound came out. The brown stallion continued making the hoars sounds as he had his mental breakdown.
In the basement the two little fillies, covered in blood, tears and sweat were listening intently to the awful noises Pan was making from upstairs. They both heard hoof steps coming down the stairs; they both felt fear until they saw it was a royal guard. Instantly they began to cry in relief. The royal guards eyes widened at the sight, his breathing hitched and he covered his mouth with his hoofs. Quickly he ran over and tried to undo the chains but nothing would work . "Don't worry, you're safe now," said the guard.
Upstairs Pan was still having a panic attack. Spit and snot was covering his face as he cowered in the corner of the damp tub. He began to urinate and sob louder until it was just screams over and over. The other guard ran upstairs to make sure he was okay. "He's not calming down" said the unicorn said as the Pegasus ran up next to him. The unicorn sighed and reached into his saddle bag and took out a tranquilizer and shot it at Pan. Pan, covered in his own snot, spit, urine and tears, was shot right in the shoulder. His vision blurred and he felt his body get weaker until he couldn't stay awake. He passed out on the floor of the tub. The two royal guards sighed at each other and picked gross stallion and took him out.
