A horrible beast awaits me whenever I close my eyes. It's groping fingers and distorted head haunt my nightmares and my every breath is chilled by the knowledge that it is no mere fiction. This beast is real and it walks among us. It disguises itself as one of us but when it reveals its true form, revulsion and hate can be the only product. Hatred for its form. Revulsion for its wrongness, its affront to all decency. But worst of all, worst of the many horrifying aspects of this nightmare, worst of all the facts I hold in my mind, the worst of it all is that I know its name. I know that name for what should be an unspeakable monstrosity. I know the name that this abomination of distortion of whose putrid head and vile, gripping fingers is called. That name is...PINKIE PIE!!!!!!!