Littlepip, a one-trick filly fooler, had always had the uncontrollable case of curiosity. Her friend, Steel Hooves, have warned of the consequences of such a thing, but Littlepip continued to fall under it's temptation like her addiction to party-time mantles.

This is a story about that foolish mare, who brings her dasheight friend into an old abandoned building that held more than just dust and webs. What a silly, inspiring fool she was...

(Ah, hello! It is I, Merasmus! So, yeah, you can probably ignore that. You see, in my horrifying tales of ruining other lives for my amusment, I had encountered yet another set of ponies. Thought I might as well share for more attention!)