Reagan tilted her head to the left and glanced at Her Majesty Star while sipping her tea with her left hoof. She paused for a moment to obtain a clear direction for her story. Reagan walked to the bookshelf that Twilight walked in. She, of course, saw the steps with blood stains on them. The smell of it was just too much to handle for her muzzle. Her Majesty Star walked over to the bookshelf and waved at her. She turned around, closing the bookshelves and wiping a tear from her left eye. She moved back to the window, and dark clouds, heavier air, and fog began to form in the library. Her Majesty Star used her left foot and massaged it up and down towards her right hoof. Her heart began to ache.

“Good luck, Reagan, subject number three-four-six.”

Reagan walked down the stairs with a blue face, with a tiny breeze blowing. Her breath fogged in the air, and her body began to quiver. She touched fresh red liquid at the bottom of the stairs. Reagan gazed forward, then to the right and left, and saw a series of glowing fire lamps. After a minute, she searched for Twilight. She couldn't find her anywhere, but a shudder ran down her spine. They then walked to the gate, which had a shaped skull. Reagan opened the gate, walked in, and the gate shut itself from behind with an evil laugh.

“Twilight, are you there?” She shouted. Her thoughts began, “Something doesn’t make sense. She couldn’t go that far, could she? There can only be one explanation for her disappearance. That, too, could not be conceivable.” She looked up and saw no sky at all. The only thing visible was the deep black sky.

Reagan approached the red-flamed light post as the surroundings became black and white. The end of the day seemed to be nearing. The crimson flame, on the other hand, made an odd sound. It produced a horrifying noise. With each step forward to the inn, the chill in her spine tingled. Reagan entered the inn covered in spider webs and crimson stains. It had the odor of death.

She noticed a unicorn at the desk, with a blue mane and two pink stripes. Reagan noticed she looked pale purple and white. The lights flickered, “Hello, I’m Reagan Grail.”

The unicorn checked the book, “Ah, my name is Buttons. However, this is odd. Your name is on the book list. Here is the key.”

Reagan examined the key offered by Buttons. "Don't look at me that way," she said again, knowing Button's face had grown red with tears in her eyes. Do you understand why you've come here? Isn't that your scary ancestors?"

"What is going on with your face, Buttons?" Reagan inquired.
“You are here to save us from torture. Are you?”

“I don’t know what you mean?”

"Please save us. You're the hero, aren't you?... The key is the most important thing to have Reagan." Buttons started to feel pain in her chest and then screamed and covered her mouth with her left hoof as a thing crept out of her eye sockets. “Please don't throw it out. Otherwise, hope would die forever." Reagan observed the cough that Buttons made from the mouth after she placed her left hoof near her mouth. Buttons shut her eyes and sat back in the chair.

Reagan looked to the left and saw an elevator. She walked towards it with a stain of red dripping from the buttons. She then hit the button and stepped inside the elevator. However, there were no buttons inside. There was a keyhole near the right side of her. She placed the key in and turned it three times to the right.

Reagan felt light on her hooves when she watched the dial go to basement floor ten. The door chimed, and the doors slowly opened. She took the key, walked out, and looked at the red stain on both walls. She then placed her left hoof near her muzzle, squinted both her eyes, walked towards the next door on the left, and saw the door in front of her.

Blood streaks appeared behind her while she was focusing on the red door. Every dim corner of the hallway is home to multiple pairs of red-glowing two eyes. As the light peaked through the red door's crack, a few specks of dust began to fall slowly in front of her.

She moved slowly, turning the knob with her right hoof. The door creaked open, and some dust fell, creating that swooshing sound. When she peered inside, the light was very bright. On the pedestal that was suspended in the air, a gemstone shine. After giving it a quick glance, Reagan moved in its direction slowly.

“I wouldn’t touch that if I were you stranger.”

The door closed and an emerald-green-eyed unicorn with a blue mane appeared. Reagan looked back and saw a cyan-colored pony.

“This is not what it seems stranger, but I have to tell you to not touch the crystal it will make you lust for several hours on end.”

“Why?” She looked at the cyan stranger.

The cyan stranger walked to the crystal, “It is said that it’s magical and something that you shouldn’t mess with earth pony stranger. Something that you will never understand the true nature of its core. It’s also weird that an earth pony like yourself is here for starters.”

“I’m only here because some alicorn named Diamond Glow wanted me to find my ancestor. Although she never told me who it was.” She turned her head to the cyan stranger.

With her right hoof, the unusual cyan pony examined the key that was wrapped tightly around her neck. “It appears that you are looking for my sisters and the Grim family. Since we are all close, we all like stories with varied levels of maturity. Before you discover the blue ghost-like youngster, I advise you to find the vampire first.”

“Do you at least have a name?”

“My name is Ursula Blackwood.”

Author's Note

This story has 4 prequels which were the secrets of the library and 3 prequels of fear pitch black. if you haven't read the spin off too... well things are about to get confusing from here on out.