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// Sunday 
// Story: Sunbeam 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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Day 37

Three days in, and still nopony suspects a thing. After all, who in their right mind would accuse me, a lil' foal who'd fit in better in an elementary school, of being a spy? Yes, I've definitely picked up a lot of things these past couple months, and my writing style isn't exactly the sort of thing that matches my appearance, but who cares?

Not me.

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What was I writing about? Oh yeah, I was gonna talk about how absolutely nothing happened today. I didn't think that things could get more boring than it did down in the tunnels now that I'm here in this fort-city thing, but somehow, it did.

Nothing was open today. No shops, no restaurants, not even the military buildings. I hardly saw anypony on the streets, either. It's like... they all just disappeared. Once or twice I saw a guard or another scout like myself roaming the streets, but besides them? Nothing.

I have a bad feeling about this.