Rainbow in her bed shivering. Her wings were frozen to her sides. Every breath she took was shaky and led her one step closer to crying. Other then herself a Rainbows room was empty. She had calmly requested to be alone before stumbling into her room and collapsing on her bed. There she stayed frozen. Her only companion the gentle ticking of the clock.
'It wasn't fair. How could life keep going after such a tragedy.' Rainbow thought. She should know time doesn't stop for anyone or anything. It is a heartless ticking time bomb.
When Rainbow and Twilight were sent to Canterlot by the cutie map they expected a friendship problem or two. They didn't expect their purpose to be finding a graveyard of dead foals, mares and stallions. The dead ponies were all killed in the same way. They all looked like they were gasping for air when they died. Their faces mangled into silent screams. Rainbow didn't think she'd ever be the same.
The only good news was that they found a filly still alive in there. Though Rainbow wonderd if you could call her alive. She was so pale and thin she looked like a brittle fern twig ready to snap. After the dreadful place collapsed Rainbow took the filly to Princess Celestial because that was no ordinary filly. She kept saying none sense about how her room was the safest place. How she knew everything about her room off by heart. The one thing she kept repeating: You must take me back. Please take me back. Don't steal me. Raibow felt the one pony able to help this filly was Princess Celestia.
Rainbow tried not to think of Scootaloo because her mind kept coming back to the dead foals and she ended up imagining if they were all Scootaloo.
Rainbow gulped her eyes welling with tears and her chest heaving. As Rainbow gave into her grief she had one final thought. 'Even though I can never undo my memories I am glad for that foal we saved.'