Equestrian Turnabouts: Dimensional Chaos

Here I am, alone in the Agency sorting papers with my rather clumsy hooves. The others are at a carnival or something today, so it's all peace and quiet. Just me, unless you count Charles the plant. A rather dull morning if you ask me.

Wait a second? I don't remember this piece of paper being here before. What's it say...?

Blackhoof's School for the Gifted

Help me...

Something's not right here. The window's open, but it doesn't look like somepony jumped in and back out again. I rise up onto my hooves and trot to the anomaly, shutting the window in haste. I swear I didn't leave it open. I trot back to the table and look at the piece of paper that somehow got into the files of a case I'd previously won.

I inspect it a third time, front and back. Nothing more and nothing less. Who wrote this, how did it get into my office, and why was the window open? Quickly, I grabbed my saddlebags and slung them upon my midsection (I curse pony anatomy...augh!), making sure my badge is inside. I stash the piece of paper in there as well, alongside a locket with a picture of Trucy in it. Figuring the others would be gone a while, I pack my cellphone before writing a note on a piece of paper (messily, since hooves don't exactly work like fingers...I wish I was a unicorn, but nooo.)

Apollo, Trucy, and Athena,

I've gone somewhere upon receiving a mysterious piece of paper that had little to no information. The place, Blackhoof, is not one I've heard of, so if you want to find me, you'll probably have to ask for directions regarding my whereabouts. I don't know how or why or what I'm getting myself into, so I will be as careful as I can.

Phoenix

Before leaving, I tack the note on the door of the office. I hope to the powers that be that they see the note when they return as I trot briskly into the streets. Ponies, gryphons...the city is bustling today. Looking both ways, I trot down the sidewalk before butting into a green stallion with a spiky black mane. Trotting next to him is a reddish-magenta stallion with a white mane and a prosecutor's badge as his cutie mark.

"Phoenix." Started the red stallion, turning to me and revealing grey eyes.