"HAHAHAHAAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!" The next mare, lavender in color, begged for her to stop, but the pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears... ears filled too much with the sound of laughter, of the effort to destroy her own ghosts. The machine roared in defiance of the laughs, trying to drag Rainbow into its ripping jaws, and the chains pulled taut on her friend's limbs. The two stared into each other's eyes as the engines roared, and the chains twisted... she thrashed in pure agony as her ribs tore through her flesh, but the laughing just wouldn't stop. They became cold, emotionless, completely focused on the destruction of another; as if she loved the spray of blood and crack of bone...