...before I find you.
Shrugging off the voice, Rarity looked at the little vanity dresser again, this time taking the time to look it over. The drawers were cracked, and with a tug of magic from her horn, the white unicorn confirmed her suspicion of them being cracked.
With a huff of annoyance, she then focused on the few bottles of perfume that adorned the dresser. They seemed to be in mint condition, she thought, and lifted the first of the bottles to sample it.
How strangely cold she felt when she smelled lavender, of all things, just like Twilight... Rarity set the bottle down as she cast a glance to her heart through the panel in the wall. She watched as the purple alicorn scoured the children's bedroom, looking for a way out, same as she should be doing.
With a sigh, Rarity refocused herself, and looked to the positively drab statue of a diamond dog. It was a finely carved marble statue, she gave it that, but the taste was just… tacky? She almost preferred the unending dark part of this basement, frankly.
Was it this monster - or ghost? - who had decorated this property, Rarity wondered, as her eyes danced over the statue. And of course, she worried about her friends. She hoped they were okay in this house, haunted it may be… She was thankful that they didn't have to see this room at least, lest their standards be bastardised by-
There, Rarity spotted, was a small and ornate wooden key hanging on the back of the beast's head. It's not like Rarity had anything she could use it on, however.
Rarity opted to leave it be for now as she looked to the bed, inanely stuck into the bedroom's corner, of course. The bed's frame itself was surprisingly luxurious and in fine condition, which only made Rarity blanch ever harder at the torn and flea-infested blankets on top of it's mattress - at least until she spotted a number of lumps, at the hoof of the bed.
Opting to keep her distance - so as to avoid getting a quite literal flea-bitten coat - Rarity levitated the blankets away and perked her ears forward when she found an elegant silver peytral, with an open, engraved space in its centre - along with some torn plush toys.
At the same time, Rarity heard the sound of her beloved exclaiming a loud "Oh!" A tinge of excitement in Twilight's voice.
Levitating the peytral along her side, Rarity called to Twilight as she reached the barred panel separating them. "Oh? Twilight, did you find something?"
"I… think so?" Twilight replied, uncertainty tinting her voice. "It's a small, locked trunk I found under a loose floorboard, buuut… I don't exactly have a way to open it. Otherwise, this room is pretty empty…" Rarity then heard a hum from her as her face came into view, framed by the metal bars in the panel opening. "I did find a blue gem, however, I don't see how that helps us out of here." Twilight said lamely.
But Rarity's interest was piqued. "Hang on, darling, I think…" She trotted back over to the statue, before returning with it in tow. "I think this might be what you're looking for!" She gently exclaimed, thrusting it past the bars, before allowing Twilight's magic to assume control of it.
"Now, may I take a look at the gem? I'd rather look at something rather than do nothing at all - besides you, of course." Rarity said with a small grin, while one of her hooves pushdd her mane back.
Twilight obliged, and her ears were splayed to the side as a blush and a smile brilliantly decorated her dearest's face. "I'm… not sure now's the best time for this, Rarity." Twilight cutely said as she turned away to examine the trunk, even as some of her magic reached out to caress Rarity's cheeks - leaving the alabaster mare rosy pink. "Now, let's see here…"
Rarity watched as Twilight fiddled the small trunk, before glancing to the gem she now levitated. It was a dull and cloudy blue piece, although she had to admit that it was beautifully carved - if only it was a little more radiant, Rarity thought, and she levitated it next to the peytral beside her.
Before anything else could happen, Rarity heard a click of a lock turning, and glance back to Twilight just in time to see her - and the room she was in - disappear before her eyes, the same unending blackness as before taking their place.
Rarity's heart froze; but so did her legs, she realised, and she could hardly breath, even as she tried to take deep, deep breaths to calm herself.
And then she felt cold, cold claws grab onto her, and she felt a breath on the back of her neck - but not the hot breath of something alive, no, it was… cold, and clammy, a-and…
Who are you all, to come here? ...can you help me?
The floorboards beneath hooves creaked, and then cracked, and then shattered, and through them, Rarity fell.