It was one day after the group had set out. They chose to get to Canterlot on hoof, as Twilight was sure that the Princess would rig the trains, and Twilight remembered what had happened last time.
They had been walking since sundown, and they were getting tired. Very tired. But they were determined. They had to get done what needed to be done. They had to.
After walking for eight hours or so, they stopped by a river. They were all extremely thirsty after walking as long and far as they did. "Hey, Twilight," Rainbow dash yelled, ahead of the group. Always the speedster. "There's a river up ahead! You think we can stop and set up camp next to it?"
Twilight didn't know what dangers could happen, and, quite frankly, didn't care. She was tired. Out of breath. "Yeah...yeah lets...lets stop for...the night." She was glad that Rainbow pointed the river out. It was pure, uncontaminated water. Just what they all needed.
After getting their much needed water, they set up camp. 6 tents, a fire, and a little bit of arguing later, they were all sound asleep. And unfortunately, Twilight had more nightmares to look forward to.
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She was falling...wasn't she? She felt cool and slow...yes...yes, she was definitely falling. But it seemed like she was falling in water. It was strange...
Then, she saw the ship. It was huge, and from where she was, she could make something out on the side. USS something. And it was sinking. It had hit, or had been hit by, something and began sinking. She wanted to help, but...she couldn't move.
She looked over and saw the Princess. A look in her eyes was saying both, "Save me" and "I hate you." But she didn't care. All she was concerned with was the ship. She could see ponies jumping off of it and into the water. Some of them were on fire. The ship was falling apart at the seams. And one large, flaming piece was falling on top of her.
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Once again, she awoke with a cold sweat, but she realized something. She heard voices that didn't come from her own psyche. Stallion voices came from the woods, followed by the stallions themselves.
"Damnit, Fishie, I told you no casualties!"
"I told you, call me Fisher."