I step into by apartment, not bothering to turn the lights on. I'd requested that Andreah and I not have the same room, mostly because of my... Habits.

I close the door and sit on the bed. Taking off my suit, I throw it across the room.

I put out my left foreleg. The other front leg I haven't tried yet. Taking my left hoof, I feel around my Left joint for the main vain. After about a minute if searching and withdrawl symptoms creeping up, I find it.

Opening my saddle bag with my magic, I pull out a syringe and a small vile. Floating them over, I insert the needle into the easy fill top and pull out a syringe worth of the drug.

Finding the vein again, I place the needle on it, then push. The plunger descends and I feel the fire burst through my arms. Almost instantly hitting my brain.

I fall back into the bed, tongue lolling. Quickly, I throw the blanket over me. The last word I see before I go blank minded is the word on the bottle.

Dilaudid.

"Thank you Starlight!" I say, resting the last rib on the stainless steel table.

"No problem! If you need anything more, just go back to Trixie's shop. I usually hang there." She tells me.

"Alrighty, will do!" I say. She nods and walks out of the Ponyville lab.

I turn back to the table with the remains on it. I need dental records.

Recalling where all the things are, I trot over to a cabinet on the wall, pulling out a gel like small slab. Once back over to the skeleton, I but the slab in between the mandible and maxilla pressing them together, the teeth imprint onto the gel.

Spreading the jaw I take the gel and put it in a bubble wrap yellow envelope.

"This would be a great time to thank him as well.' I tell myself. I put the package on the counter and trot over to the desk, grabbing a quill and paper.

Dear Tangled Wires,

I must thank you for the flowers, they are very lovely.

On another note, enclosed in this package is a dental reading of remains I have here in Ponyville. Could you please make a mold, then find a possible I.D. please?

Thank you!

- Andreah Reigns

I reread it. Then, satisfied with it, I fold up the letter, retrieve the package and place the note inside. Now I'm off to the post office.

"Hello?" I call, walking into the post office. After a few crashing noises eminate from the back room, a gray Pegasus mare walks out.

"Hello!" She says, looking at me with her non-lazy eye.

"Hi!" I respond, smiling at the goofy mare. "I have a package that needs to get to Canterlot as soon as today."

She gives an unhappy smile.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Canterlot is a day trip from her. With all the other stops and all."

"It's alright." I reassure her. "I'll still send it. Just be careful with it please?"

She gives a happy nod as I place it on the table.

"That'll be two bits."

Well, that's it for the day! Tomorrow's a weekend, so unless something big happens it's my day off.

"Hello... What's my room number?" I ask the motel owner. He asks for I.D.. I just show him my badge.

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Room 24. Silver's 25. I unlock the door and walk in. The bathroom to my left, one bed. A radio across from the bed. Some newspapers on a stand next to the bed.

I walk in and put my saddlebags on the bed, then walk over and turn on the radio. Octavia's symphony plays. It's nice. Helps me sleep sometimes.

I walk back over to the bed and fall into it. Closing my eyes, I let sleep take me.

------ until something hit the wall in the room adjacent to me.

Getting up, I think about what that was.

Unless throwing things is good, I think something might be up over in Silver's room. I exit my room and walk over to the door of Silver's. Knocking on it, I call through it.

"Hey Silver! Everything okay?"

I hear things moving around and being placed. I knock again, this time he opens the door.

"Hey... Andreah." He stutters out.

He looks horrible, his eyes look like they have cataracts. He's breathing hard. He's not wearing his suit but he has these weird sock things that cover up his front forelegs.

I giggle.

"What's with the socks?"

"Uh..." He looks at them. "I don't know."

"Hmm. Everything alright?" I ask him.

"Night." He says, closing the door in my muzzle. Snorting annoyedly, I walk back to my room, hopefully this time to sleep.

Dammit. The alarm clock already.

I open my eyes and look at the analog clock on the nightstand.

5:30.

I sigh then heave myself out of bed. Throw on my coat and walk out the door. I walk over Silver's door and bang on the door.

"Hey! Get up!" I yell. No response. Deciding to enter, I turn the door nob and open the door.

I can't see anything, the lights not on. Reaching around for the light switch, I walk into the bathroom. Turning on the light, I get the smell of vomit. Wrinkling my nose, I turn around. The light from the bathroom illuminates the light switch for the actual bed room. Turning off the bathroom light, I walk over and turn the main light.

Being able to see, I look around. There's a lump under the covers of the bed I assume Silver. The place is relatively clean aside from his suit thrown into the floor. And his saddlebag open and on the floor. I walk over to the bed and see a blood red hoof hanging off the bed.

That's not right. Silver's hooves are tan, not red.

Knowing something's off, I yank the blanket off of him.

He's laying on his back, forelegs out. In his front left leg, a needle.

Shit! Silver! Running over to the phone, I pick up the hoofset. Looking at Silver I see a bottle. I run back over and look at it. Instantly knowing the drug from my time in the cartel.

Dilaudid.

Author's Note

Ok! Before anypony chews my ass for this, I KNOW HORSES CAN'T THROW UP! They only can here for dramatic effect.