COMA

Once Twilight reached the room with the rails and robots again, it wasn't hard to get the seal. She'd seen it when she passed through here the first time. That's what she thought, at least. She couldn't lift the brooch, no matter how hard she pulled. It was magnetised to the automaton. As she pulled one last time, to her surprise, it actually came loose and fell to the floor. But, just as she was about to pick it up, it started sliding back towards the mechanical pony. As she looked back up towards it, she noticed something - it's hoof had moved closer to the floor, and the two dormant ones had stood back up. Just as the seal connected with the metal hoof once more, the automaton began to move.

It lifted the seal up into the air, before it slid away on the rail as if it was on ice skates, with the other two beginning to do the same. Sparks flared from the rails as the three ponies gradually sped up and started zooming across the room, the emblem still firmly attached. At the pace they were going at, it'd be impossible to get ahold of it, even with her magic. She'd have to slow them down, somehow. Her first thought was to stick the sledge's horn into the rail - a tragic failure on her end, as it was smashed to pieces as it collided with one of the ponies.

Her second idea was to jump onto one of them. She stood for a few minutes, watching and memorizing their speed, to time it just right - when the time was nigh, she jumped into the air and latched on as hard as she could - but, as she held on, the dancer started spinning, faster and faster until she was inevitably thrown off. Dizzy from the short-lived flight, she tried her best to stand up and think straight, but it was hard to think when you could barely see.

Her third and final plan was to somehow make them crash into each other. They just barely avoided each other where the rails intersected, so even the slightest change of pace would cause them to hit and hopefully derail. But, considering they smashed straight through a lump of solid metal, that didn't seem like it would be very easy. That's when she noticed it - the massive brazen chandelier. If she could somehow get it to fall down, it'd fall straight onto the intersection. The problem was just how - It was held up by a chain, not a rope. She couldn't just throw things at it until it snapped. Her magic couldn't force it down, either - It was suspended by some sort of mechanism. She could tell, because the chain stretched through a small hole in the wall, and wasn't connected to the roof. It also had a bit of give when she pulled on it. She didn't know where said mechanism was, but she had an idea.

Twilight headed back outside to the small garden. As she'd noticed earlier, there were a few doors there. Fortunately, most were unlocked. However, the pleasingly simple part was soon over, as the unlocked rooms had little to note. Rooms with tools or basic furniture, they seemed to just be basic storage. A one had a blocked off door, too - it wasn't hard to get it open, as there was only a chair in the way. She was on the same side as the simple blockade, so all she had to do was move it out of the way. What she found in the next room, however, she did not expect.

A massive, dark hall, with thousands of chains stretching from the floor to the roof at random angles. The chains were all connected to the ground by spools with winches. Rolling on the levers seemed to bring chains up and down, but she couldn't tell where the chains led. But nevertheless, she came up with a plan, albeit a mediocre and time-consuming one - if the chandelier was indeed linked to one of these, she'd just have to roll levers until the light in the dancers' room moved. Only, it'd take ages as it was just guesswork. But, due to the lack of a better option, she began work on rolling the levers.

It felt like it'd been ages with no progress. She rolled a few levers, went back up, saw nothing had changed, and gone back down. Many times she'd done that, over the span of probably a few hours. But, diligence is key, as was evident by her eventual success - The chandelier had moved down a bit. Good. Now all she had to do was break the chain and cause it to fall down. However, as her sledge handle of her sledge had broken apart, it wouldn't serve as a very useful tool. But, she recalled something else. One of the storage rooms had a pickaxe. She could stick it under the screws connecting the chains to the ground and pry them away. However, that was more easily said than done.

Despite how hard she was pulling, the anchor didn't budge. Her magic, it was growing weaker... Twilight had reason to suspect it was because of the tumor. As a last resort, she once more brought the pickaxe's edge under the metal, and wrapped herself around the handle, hoping her bodyweight alone could be enough to bend the steel, and by miracle, it was. Twilight shook and fell to the floor alongside the tool as the winch loosened and was pulled out of the ground, getting caught on a small hole in the roof the chain extended through. The chandelier had loosened, pulling the spool with it. It had most definitely fallen down, not only signified by the obviously missing part, but also because of the loud crash heard from above. Twilight rushed back up to see what commotion she'd caused in the room.

She look out into the room, to see that only one of the dancers was unaffected. As she walked inside, it became obvious what'd happened - the chandelier had landed on one, the next had crashed straight into it, and the last one was the only that still moved. It'd adapted to jumping and doing pirouettes to cross over the broken lamp. But, fortunately for Twilight, the one carrying what she needed had been hit.

Taking a bit of pride in her idea, she moved forward to grab the brooch from the hoof stretching out from under the wreck. For what felt like the first time since she arrived here, there were no further complications. She just picked up the brooch, and went on her way, back down to the streets.