"And you will it is the end, for fire shall rain down from the heavens," a voice says waking me up.
I turn to an earth pony in a bed across from me, "What's with the end of world talk?" I ask him.
"I don't know. Just a prophecy from a novel I read a long time ago."
"I wouldn't know it. I don't read much."
"Well isn't that a crying shame."
"You read a lot?" I ask.
"Yeah, I used to work in the Manehattan Public Library. I must've read every book in there at least a dozen times each, too bad that it'll probably the last time for a lot of those books. The name's Book Binding, your's?"
This was the first time since I got here that I had to think about who I was. I look down at my cutie mark for answers and see two unfamiliar dice on my flank. "I don't know. I... I can't remember. It's all kind of a haze really."
"You'll get it back it eventually. That's how these things usually tend to work."
"And if I don't?" I ask him somberly.
"Then you shouldn't let it hold you back. I mean who's to say that the Equestria will ever be the same, it might be better for you this way," he reassures me.
"You're probably right," I say. "Do you know what happened?"
"Well, right now a lot of us are thinking that it was the dragons."
"Dragons?"
"Oh yeah. They must've gotten jealous of us ponies sitting in their Dragonland, and decide to take Equestria for themselves."
"But, wouldn't have the Princesses have tried to stop them?"
"I'm sure they did try, but it wasn't enough. We're almost positive that Celestia and Luna are gone."
"You can't know that for sure."
"Well, go take a look outside and you tell me that then."
I get up from out of the bed. My shoulder was sore, but it was bearable. I begin to make my way over to the window. What I see in front cause me to give an audible gasp. The Manehattan skyline was virtually nonexistent, merely a shadow of it's former glory. The skyscrapers had been cut down like trees. Only a few remained standing, but even then there were entire floor missing. The scale of destruction was appalling, and I could make out shapes here and there of what could only be the bodies of deceased ponies. Earth, Unicorn, and Pegasus all alike in the end.
"This is terrible," I say unable to look away.
"Now take a good look at the sun."
"What about the sun? It's setting big deal."
"You want to know the big deal. The big deal is that it's been setting for three days now. Hanging there just above the horizon doing nothing but sitting motionless."
"It can't be," I say in horror.
"I assure you it can," a voice says from behind, and I break my gaze from the carnage to find Dr. Cross. "If you would, I'd like to speak to you in my office."