"You killed me. I know that much... but you didn't even give me a second glance. Just, dropped me into the gears, watched me get chewed up... I bet you even enjoyed it when my blood hit your face." Scootaloo merely blinked at the horrible memory; what point did it have, since she was already dead? Pain, agony, sadness. It all didn't exist anymore. The freedom came with a terrible price, but it was a payment she couldn't refund... and Life was certain to keep her away from the option.