What would you have done?

I gathered my injured companions, and levitated them with magic, doing what I could to help them immediately. I did my best to resist the urge to dismember every dead body in the hospital, and instead, focused on finding somepony to take us to another hospital. I walked out of the hospital, carrying my barely breathing frie- no... Family. They were family to me now, and I wasn't going to give up on them. The same way I didn't give up on the corpses of my aunt and uncle.

I looked up from the ground the second I saw a set of hooves, only to find a familiar, and unwelcome face. Big-Eyes Mc-muteface was back. "Dammit, leave me alone..." I said, as I stumbled, growing dizzy from loss of blood.

He grabbed my hoof with his own, and helped me stay up. She then began walking towards the eastern hospital, while holding my hoof.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked. I couldn't put this colt together. 'He catches my attention, then disappears with an eerie message. Then when all seems okay, he brings some poor mare to me who decides to try and kill me, all be it with reason, but still... Then he writes another message and ruins a night that didn't belong to him in the first place... And now... He's helping?' I had no clue how to react. I decided not to look a gift friend in the mouth, and follow him.

We eventually arrived, and all three of the girls in our little party were swiftly carried into rooms, and given many painkillers, some magic health therapy sessions, and any immediate treatment they required. And as I lay in my hospital bed, practically paralyzed by the painkillers mixed with the leftover pain.

I sighed. "I... Mus... Pro....tect... them...." I said, trying to get up in the hopes of finding Lime and Sour's rooms. This, however was to no end. But as I struggled, the door opened, and three officers, as well as a doctor walked in. The officers were somewhat odd. One was a skinny unicorn stallion with a weaselesque voice. Another, a rotund pegasus stallion, who looked as though he could not fly. And finally, a professional looking, red-maned, earth mare with a peach-toned coat of fur. The doctor was a blue stallion with a black mane and glasses, and had an average body shape.

The doctor spoke in monotone. "This is the filly you asked to see, officers. We don't have a name. The pony who brought her in here appeared to be mute, and she was too injured to speak. She came in with two other ponies. A grown mare, and a filly just younger than this one."

The professional-looking mare took one look at me, and nodded to her associates. She looked to the doctor, and spoke in a voice much like a mare in the military would. "Could you give us a moment?"

The doctor nodded and left swiftly, closing the door behind him.

The big pegasus looked at me and nodded. "This is her. Bright Shine. She's injured, captain. Are you sure we can just start asking questions?" He said.

The mare was the next to talk. "Chief says she's our primary suspect. If we let her heal, she could just leave whenever. This may be our only chance to clear things up." She said as she walked towards me, and in a calm, but serious voice, she asked. "Do you know of the death of your aunt and uncle?"

Unable to speak audibly, I just nodded. It was better to tell certain truths, and to keep a few secrets, than to keep it all secret and seem suspicious. I felt my eyes start to fall. I was getting quite tired. It was around noon, and I hadn't slept the night before.

"And do you know the state they were in when we found the bodies two meters underground in an unmarked grave under what ponies say was your room before it became a gaping hole in your house?" She seemed to be trying to guilt me into telling the truth, though I had nothing to hide.

At the image of what I did in my mind... The way I reacted to my dead family... I began crying. The pain was not tear worthy. The sleepyness was nothing. And the intense hunger was also unable to drive me to tears... But I couldn't help but cry as I pictured the entrails of my family strewn about like streamers. I relived the pain of trying to put them back together.

The mare nodded, understanding my pain. "I suppose you couldn't have killed them then... The odd thing is, their bodies were found perfectly fine other than some fractured bones. Which means we couldn't find the cause of death. Do you have any clue as to what happened, miss Shine?"

I nodded, and spoke the first, shaky words to them. "D-draw... paper... pen...cil... but... hurts..."

"Get this filly some drawing materials!" She said sternly to what I could only assume by the pins were her lieutenants.

They ran out and came back in with a red crayon and some paper. It was pretty fitting that the crayon was red... But not in the laughable way.

I took the crayon and paper, and drew in great detail, the terrible fate of my aunt and uncle. And on the wall, I wrote "Your turn" On top of the page, I wrote "How I found them... I tried to fix them..."

I passed the paper to the skinny unicorn, and lay back on the bed, closing my eyes from a little bit while they inspected my sick still-frame of memory. I heard mumbles from the group, "Can we trust this?" Said the weaselly one.

"I don't see why we can't." Said the chubby one.

"This obviously needs to be brought to the chief. But I think we can let her go for now as far as this goes.She's obviously not in a position to answer our questions." Said the mare, and they quickly left.

They turned off the lights on their way out, leaving me in the dark with nothing but silence. I decided the best thing to do, was sleep.

I fell soundly asleep, and watched as the dream world flowed around me once more. I saw Luna, being as happy as I'd ever seen anypony.

"Thank you, Bright Shine."