I open my eyes and they fill with light. A harsh, bright, light that cause me to shut them again, instantly.

What's going on? What happened?

Hello, Princess Twilight Sparkle. I think I can answer those questions for you.

The voice sounds like mine, but instead of coming from the outside, it originated from inside my head. I open my eyes, again, squinting.

Who are you?

The room I'm in is white, bare for the most part. There's medical equipment lined up against the wall, including an IV running down to my forehoof. There's a door at the far end of the room, closed from the outside world, and no windows. The only light comes from sterile lamps on the ceiling. It seems like a hospital, but looks can be deceiving.

I'm your supplementary memory unit, or SMU, for short.