The purple teen mare stalked ahead of her friend. She couldn't forgive Sweetie for what she had lost. Gooie had been so brave to do that, but when she went to save him, Sweetiebelle held her back. I can't forgive her for what she's done.
Sweetie herself was beating herself up for the loss of Gooie. By now she had probably lost her only friend in this hellhole of a foundation, and Dinky wouldn't talk to her since they woke this morning. Apart from that, this morning they ran into Radical again; leaving a large scar, still bleeding, across the white unicorn's side. She sighed as already dried tears started to well again in her eyes. A rare feat nowadays that Sweetie did. She closed her eyes. All they had been doing this morning was trudging along through the halls.
Subconsciously, she started to sing, wanting to break the deathly silence.
"Through halls of death and doom we walk / a world to reach again / but will we ever get there / or will we find our end? / through halls of still and silence we walk / monsters we have to fear / but will we ever make it / to find those loved and dear?"
"Will you stop that?" Dinky spun around to face her companion, rage burning like wildfire in her eyes. "We're making progress and talking or singing will waste breath." She turned back and opened the door. Sweetie followed, ears and tail drooped like a puppy, but then resentment gave way to anger, and she stopped. "Making progress?" She lifted her head to glare daggers at Dinky, who had stopped and tensed up. "How're we supposed to make progress in this hell?! I'm bleeding to death already!" Her hooves shook as she let her rage consume her fully. "We've lost Gooie, but sulking about it won't help us get anywhere, especially if we die before we make it!!!" Dinky didn't respond for a minute, then turned to Sweetie, anger gone and sadness replacing it. Sweetie's rage left in an instant and she trotted forward. "He sacrificed himself so we could make it to the entrance." Dinky turned away in grief. Sweetie, wanting to lighten the situation, started to sing one of Pinkie's old songs.
"When I was a little filly / and the sun was going doooooooown / the darkness and the shadows / they would always make me froooooooown"
To her surprise, Dinky joined in, and soon they both were laughing and singing as they bounded down the hall. Their anger and resentment were gone. That was until Sweetie stumbled to a halt. Dinky turned back, and saw Sweetie's eyes glazed with pain. "Are you okay?" The purple unicorn trotted forward, then gasped. "Your scar...!"
That was the last thing Sweetiebelle heard before falling unconscious.