It is the only source of light and it seems very small compared to the size of the premise. The thick walls reverberate Twilight’s hoofsteps as the purple mare continues her way in the gloomy light originating from her horn. The Castle’s dominated by deadly silence. The young alicorn entered the large throne room. Since Princess Celestia and Luna were out of town, handling royal duties on the East, it became the mare’s responsibility. That lifeless voice sent a cold shiver down her spine. When darkness enwrapped the majestic building, like a hungry timberwolf, strange whispers travelled with the winds. This cannot be a coincidence! Nervous looks, locked doors and deserted hallways were the signs of the approaching dusk. The white skulls on the floor distorted into an everlasting grin, their empty eyeholes apathetically looking into the light. Skeletons and armors welcomed the rising sun next day. Numerous rumors and gossips started to take their flight from mouth to mouth. Nopony could determine what caused their untimely demise. The next shift has found their dried out shells in the morning. But they could not tell anypony what they saw. She was the one who encountered the unknown force first. When the ponies of Equestria sleep the sleep of the just, a tall, dark shape wonders through the hallways of the Castle. It all started four days ago, somewhere in the endless maze beneath Canterlot. Her wings flutter uncontrollably as she looks around in the spacious, deserted ball room. I still can’t get used to this… the thought passed through the mind of the mare.
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