Pekora slumps down in her prison cell, starving. The meals she has been getting were unfulfilling and not very nutritious. She was beginning to consider eating the carrots she had in her hair that she wore as an ornament. Everytime she walked around, she is reminded of the chains she has around her arms, preventing her from any kind of escape. She begins to sob.

Somebody help me-peko... I don't like it here... It's cold, dark and scary, peko... Please... anybody...