After about 20 minutes of patient waiting, the lights within the chamber returned to their bright state. Apple Bloom was seen in the center of the room, sleeping upon the cold floor.
“Aufwachen!” Gorloss projected into the room with maximum volume.
Apple Bloom immediately jumped to her hooves, with her eardrums ringing in pain. “Gosh darn you could have been a lil' quieter you know!” yelled the cranky adolescent pony.
“Nonsense! It was only 20 minutes! No sleeping is aloud without permission from either me or the Cauldron master. But, I digress. Now, Stand perfectly still while I begin your first of 7 days of training."
Apple Boom looked to her sides and watched as the metallic, silver colored panels from the walls slid and morphed, revealing 2 air vents.
“I am going to release some of the toxic fumes into the chamber, but at a very low level SCC-38."
Footsteps could be heard over the speakers, and a strange voice trailed behind. Odd whispers were heard that Apple Bloom could barely make out from this new person.
“Brew-makers”... “2 weeks”... “almost”
“What are yall' even saying up there! I'm so bored in th-”.
“Be quiet!” Shrieked Gorloss in an agitated tone.
“I- I'm sorry it's just there i-isn't anything to do in here mister." Apple Bloom looked down and shivered as the echoing from his scolding bounced repeatedly through her eardrums.
A door shutting was heard over the speakers as the pony other left the room.
“Alright, I'll now turn on the gases. We will start you off at a lower level so you may get used to the atmospheric differences within the room.” A few beeps and clicks were heard, and with one long screeching pull of a lever Dr. Gorloss turned on, the gaseous concoction filled the air in low frequencies, turning the rooms air into a slight green tint.
“Awwwwwwggh It smells so bad!” gagged Apple Bloom as trails of green flew into her adolescent nostrils. “Is there anything we can maybe do while we pass the time?"
Dr. Gorloss thought and thought, pacing about. A long pause took place. “Sigh... how about we play a game of pool?”, he said with a small laugh after.
“Can we really do that? Like, Play a game of pool? There isn't a table in here.. unless you are...”
*Splash!*
She found herself in a pool of wet water as the titanium floors disappeared beneath her, And was quickly enveloped in the cold and murky liquid. “Gah! I didn't want this type of pool!” Apple Bloom yelped out in anger.
Sounds of gears grinding and metal clanging against each other intensified, and a large metal claw extended from one of the walls. It reached down, gripping her equine torso and bringing her up where it dropped her onto the cold floor.
“Well, here ol' Gorloss doesn't get to have much fun now, does it?. Besides, It is time for bed SCC-38. We will drop in a pillow and a blanket for you in just a moment."
A few minutes passed, and Apple Bloom was still waiting for her bedtime warmth. "Why did he say it instead of he? Isn't he a stallion?" She thought to herself. Shivering from her drenched coat in the cold room, she began thinking about what her sister is up to, and the rest of her friends. “I wonder if Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle had gotten their cutie-marks... or if Applejack has gotten any stallions to settle with..." She looked down with a saddened reflection of her life in her eyes. “I will see you again someday big sis', don't worry. Even if it's just under bad terms, I will see you again."
Unexpectedly, a pile of burlap-sack-esque blankets and pillows landed on her head, and the lights in the room quickly escaped, disallowing all vision for the young pony.
Gorloss spoke through his glitchy microphone. “I know it was a v-very short day, but other things are needed to be tended to first. G-g-g-g-goodnight SCC-38, you have passed d-day 1/7 of your training.”