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// Simple Mind 
// Story: Mind of a Non-Brony 
// by The Forgotten Host 
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Luna was in an elevator. She didn’t know what an elevator was, so she took some time to observe what she thought was a small room. Four lights were embedded into the ceiling, illuminating what was around her. The walls were painted a homey shade of maroon that complemented the yellow rug which was splayed on the floor quite nicely. There were golden railings on the wall behind her for whatever reasons. A jingle version of the song TD sang at the gala was playing that somehow contributed to the homey feel of the elevator. 

There was a stainless steel sliding door in front of her which looked sleek and sturdy, next to which was a glossy black slate holding several buttons arranged neatly into columns and rows. . Luna observed each button and noticed numbers etched onto each of them.

“Floor?” the sudden familiar voice made Luna turn her head to TD standing right next to her with his hands crossed behind his back. The maroon suit vest and tie he was wearing would have made him blend into the wall he was next to if not for his gold dress shirt, white gloves, black pants and polished shoes.  He did not bother looking in her direction as he patiently waited for an answer with a neutral look on his face.

“Floor?” he repeated in case Luna had not heard him the first time.

Not knowing how the human’s mind worked yet, Luna randomly answered, “Three?”

TD lifted his finger and pressed the number labeled three. It began to glow upon contact. A muffled sound of gears turning could be heard and Luna was surprised when she felt the gravity slightly increase for a few moments before going back to normal. Her ear flicked at an unexpected ‘ding’ before the steel door smoothly slid open revealing a thick wall of mist.

“Your stop,” TD said pulling back his hand.  

Luna turned at the human, then the wall. She craned her head forward but could not see through the mist even if she squinted.

“Why the delay?” TD asked inquisitively, not sparing a glance at the princess.

“Is it safe to go through?” Luna questioned looking back at the non-brony.

“This is the memory floor,” TD answered crossing his hands behind his back, “Nothing to fear here as far as I can tell.”

“How do I access the memories?”

“You appear in the memory you want to see,” TD stated matter-of-factly, “If you don’t have a memory in mind, then you appear in a random one.”

Luna nodded at the useful information and looked back at the ominous mist. Drawing a long breath, she passed a hoof through the wall. After feeling nothing out of the ordinary, she closed her eyes tightly shut before pushing herself to unknown territory expecting the worst.