Dr. Oakleaf paced back and forth in the observatory room. He had a faint tan coat, brown shaggy hair, and wore black thin glasses.
He listened intently to the young filly's cries on the other side of the one-way glass.
"I don't understand it," He suddenly stopped pacing.
"What do you not get?" Young Nurse Redheart asked.
"How does she not remember?"
"She suffered a serious concussion, sir."
"Yes, Yes. But there has to be something more?"
"I don't believe so, sir."
"Well. I guess that's good, right?" He said hopefully.
"Um…How exactly do you mean that, sir?"
"If she has forgotten, there is a chance she will be deemed sane, and be allowed to live outside the asylum."
Nurse Redheart considered this. What if the filly was faking? She could endanger everypony she meets.
"What if she happens to be faking?" Redheart challenged.
The doctor's face was grave. He knew what he had to do, but surely it was too dangerous to do to a filly?
"Are you suggesting…?" Nurse Redheart inquired.
"The memory lock spell," The two said in unison.
The memory lock spell was a powerful spell that locked away specific memories; usually tragedy, sadness or anger. The spell can only be performed by powerful Unicorns, and if it goes awry, can destroy the host's brain.
"But who-" Nurse Redheart began.
"There's only one pony I know who can perform a spell that powerful."
Nurse Redheart nodded in understanding.
"But do you really think she would help a filly who...who..."
Dr. Oakleaf stopped her before she could put the heinous crime in words.
"She will. She is more just than anypony who lives today. She will understand. I'll make sure she does."