Twilight thought that this was her lowest point. Her brother was just placed six feet under, and she was forced to move in with her babysitter Cadence, her brother's former fiance. She thought that the nightmares surrounding that night would be it, would be all that she had to face in the days to follow after her brother's death.

How wrong was she.

Suddenly, stories start popping up. She is told she is in places that she has no recollection of being in, times where she has no recollection of, doing tasks that she has no recollection of. With no link to any Equestrian magic in the activities, she and her friends are left in the dark about what is happening.

Then, the news reports start.

Deaths start happening left and right in the formerly peaceful Canterlot Downtown. Junkies, preppies, store owners, robbers, you name it, all dead in the same fashion as the next. That is to say, unknown, since there aren't any markings on the skin to speak of. No one knows who is causing this string of murders, until a lucky journalist catches a glimpse of a murder in progress, and snaps a photo of the murderer.

Twilight never did that...did she?

TW: Mentions of Rape and Substance Abuse