Dear Sergeant Merryweather,
I swear, these dungeons are probably the most messed up place I've ever been to...
I'm not even going to make this letter all that long, because I really do not like what happened. Infact, I'm kind of wondering why the Empress is so messed up that she keeps people like this in her personal Canterlot dungeons...
I basically went at things myself this time. I searched through the dungeons a loottttttt, and, after a bit of looking, I found that voice claiming to be the grand high potentate...
It was just a crazy stallion, who had drawn a bunch of symbols from Buckcraftian books all over his cell walls. I guess he's a really big fan of the happy?
Honestly, it was kind of a let down, like the vent, and, I hope the next one's a lot better.
Kinda bored with today's mystery,
Private Flash Sentry