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// CH.7 Get Winona to Smell the Cloth 
// Story: A Walk Through Everfree 
// by Spectral Tear 
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	You decide that the best way to make absolutely sure you get on the right path is to trust a non-pony, so Winona is obviously the best choice. The Apple family house is on the road to Ponyville, and that's where you head. The dense forest seems a bit more intimidating seeing as the recent events almost got you killed, but you traverse it all the same. What you don't realize is that everyone in the group spreads out in a different direction than you.

Carefully treading over the moss-covered branches lying on the forest floor, your mind starts playing tricks on you, creating noises that could be imaginary, or not. The wolves you heard earlier seem much closer now, practically gnawing on your delicious hoofs as you stumble around like a madman, searching for a nonexistent being who has the ability and mindset to kill. You glance at every branch that passes your view, and you notice you're using your peripherals more often than not.

You hear screaming and smell the crisp, dark stench of smoke wafting towards you. Bright embers lighten the surrounding trunks of twisted trees, and you emerge through a multitude of grabby leaves, arriving at a gruesome scene. Ponyville has erupted into bright blue flames, all around cottages, once marvels of modern pony work, have buckled under their own weight, support beams disappearing within minutes. 

As you grasp the full importance of the situation, you begin to trot forward, determined to save your town. After a few hazy and disorganized attempts at tossing water buckets at the starving flames, the town begins to fall, with no building being spared from their wrath. The last thing you remember is how big the town hall looked when it crushed you.