Flash woke at the sign of a light flashing over his face. Slowly his sight cleared until he found himself on a bed, under a lit light bulb. He was surprised to see one working in this place. The place was a small, single-bed room with a tiny table, a small drawer, and a door that seemed to lead out.
His attention was mostly drawn toward the light bulb. "I guess some electricity can outlast magic."
"Flash?” Timber answered via the radio. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, but where are you?” Flash questioned as he stepped off the bed.
"I don’t know..." Timber took a moment before answering. "I think we are still in the same district as before. Look out your window."
Flash followed his words and opened the window to see the ruins of the clothing shop they were just at. "They didn't take us far, just wanted to separate us." He stopped and looked back at his radio.
"This place doesn’t look familiar," Timber commented, "What does your room look like?"
Flash tilted the light bulb and grimaced at the sight of fancy clothing hanging around him. "Fancy dresses and clothes. And there's a small door here that looks like a closet." "I think I’m another one of Rarity’s boutiques."
"How many did that mare have?!" Timber grumbled. "Hold on... I think I see you... You're bouncing that light right?"
Flash stopped and noticed another window nearby with a light bouncing at him. He replied with the same in a morse code that only both of them could understand. "Did you get that?"
Timber caught on and confirmed. "Good, you only three rooms away from me."
"Okay, let's meet up," Flash said before stepping out.
"I’ll try to make my way to you, while you search for Rarity and that dragon.”
"Dragon..." Flash thought back to the words of the one who knocked them out. "Yeah, they mentioned that there was a dragon in that room." Scanning over the room and out the window revealed no corpses in here at all, but the room stank of the horrible smell of rotting flesh. "Some might have been here recently."
"Some what?"
"Those undead..." Flash pressed his shoulder against the door. "We can't see them doesn't mean they aren't nearby."
"What could have caused all of this?" Timber stressed. "There's no magic in this city. ANd yet some building still have power."
"Maybe the barrier doesn't affect certain spells." Flash opened the door and looked left and right. "We can at least confirm that some ponies are alive."
"Yeah..." Timber urged himself to reach Flash faster.
Flash nodded. "We should meet at the first floor."
"Yeah, just found the stairs," Timber confirmed.
"Same here..." Flash couldn't help but notice this felt too easy. He couldn't even find defenses or offenses. It was like the whole building had been abandoned. "I have a feeling we should expecting danger." He found his stairs and moved down them carefully.
"Oh yeah, like the place is a ghost town." Timber had noticed the lack of obstacles on his way down. Reaching the first floor and the entrance of the building was so damn easy. This only added to their nerves as the two met back up. Seeing Flash, Timber dropped his guard. "Well, this makes no sense."
"Yeah, we were knocked out and left in an empty building." Flash looked Timber over and confirmed his concerns, "Our armor was messed with."
Timber looked at the only entrance to this building. "We were just left behind in this place." His eyes narrowed at the large lock over the inside and outside of the door. "Caged away like wild animals."
Flash smiled at the door and slide the bow of his spear through the laches. "Not caged, more like being messed with."
"Seems so." Timber agreed, taking the spear by one hand. Both of them pulled together and broke the locks with ease. Again, things were seeming far too easy. But neither of them had answers so all they could do was continue with the mission. "Where do we go next?"
"Find Spike..." Flash remembered back to that scene. "He ran off after that figure knocked us out. If any creature knows where the six and princesses are, it's him."
"And what about the one that attacked us?" Timber kept his eyes on the ground as Flash watched the sky. While both had no magic, their natural instincts kept them on course. "They appeared before without warning."
"Yeah, we'll just have to keep up a better guard." Flash continued forward. "Let's hope he's not too far off."
Both of them increased their speed, heading into the darkness. They knew another light house was out there. Hopefully, from there they would be able to contact some extra help. With their airship down, the two were completely alone, but far from out of sight.
A certain purple dragon watched them from the roof of the building. His grew in concern as they head toward the center of town. He reached out to them, wanting to plead, but was too scared to stop them. "No, I wanted to hide you from him." His whole body shivered with each footstep they took away from him. "Don't go in there. Stay away from that cursed throne."
"But they won't..." Another voice echoed behind him. A veiled mare came into view and dropped her hand under his chin. "My dear Spikey, those fools are walking right into his claws." She rubbed his cheek, but never took her eyes off the two leaving. Instead her eyes narrowed on a pale ghost following behind them. Her frown turned into rage but she kept a composure toward the slender dragon. She carefully placed a kiss on his forehead and asked. "Could you meet with the King before they arrive? And tell him that the Pale Mare has returned."
"Who is the Pale Mare?!"
Veiled Mare wrapped her hand tightly around his throat. "I said, tell the king that the Pale Mare has returned!!" With that final hateful sentence, she threw him off the side of the building and into the nearest vent, heading toward the same direction the two soldiers were going.