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A sudden black spark hit the ground in front of Spike. It ignited a glowing dark purple fire. He realized that the ceiling was higher from when he last saw it. The walls were, too. Now that he looked at the crystals closely, the ceiling was getting farther and farther away. He was slowly sinking. The fire was not warm, it seemed... cold. He looked at his claws. They were dull from scratching. A sudden growl from outside made him snap back to reality. Sombra! He must have returned! He had to find a way to warn the others! But it would be a list cause if he tried to find a way out... meanwhile... Raritys paced in her room. She had told her friends to leave. She was wearing her black cloak. She knew eternal depression would consume her if she didnt save him... she could never, EVER, be happy again without him. She flopped on her bed and thought about all the times she helped her... he fetched her the glitter, he took out her trash sometimes, he even offered to be a pincushion! All for her. What could she do? Finally she decided what. With her cloak still on, she set hoof outside, which was now covered in the coldest snow.