Blue Storm was running like crazy. Mind Games and Swegloard had been missing for three weeks now, and they were all connected to Studio Sketch. The door flew open when she arrived, and ran straight through the cellar door. What she saw shocked her greatly. Swegloard was tied up in chains, while Mind Game's corpse was rotting away. "NO!!" She screamed. She tried to undo Swegloards chains. "Shhh..." A hoof caressed her mane. Blue stood frozen, not knowing what to do. She felt a small prick in the back of her neck, and then the pain ran all the way down to the middle of her back, as if a knife was scraping her skin. She screamed bloody murder, and realized that she was paralyzed. The pain got more intense as Studio folded one flap of her flesh backwards, then the other. She then felt studio reach around her chest, and then dig the sharp tool into her left lung, piercing it. She fell to the floor gasping for air and then coughing up blood. The dull blue draconepegasus then folded the top half of her flesh backwards, Blue trying to scream all the while. Studio then took the knife, and carefully carved out Blue Storm's still beating heart. Swegloard watched Studio's every move. He couldn't even cry at the sight, only cringe. This was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. When she was finished, Swegloard thought of trying another escape attempt, but knew not to since she might do something worse to him than this. The only thing he could do was sit there and scream while Studio tightened the chains on his hooves so that they were rubbing blisters on it by the minute. Blue, the mare he had loved at one time, looked like a pile of flesh and blood. Her airborne screams were still ringing in his ears, as he fell asleep that night.