The Two Hundred Words Collab

Lyra slowly navigated through the mess. In the dark, she had made sure to feel for the floorboards below, hoping that, whoever had made this mess didn’t decide to lay a bear trap ready to ensnare her hoof. The little light that she gathered from her magic only led to spark the path ahead with its golden hue.

Wincing, Lyra took a few more steps, before standing right in front of what she believed was the path to the basement. She felt for the knob and found it, turning it to the right before—

“Agh!”

—she subsequently felt herself lurch into its opening. She bounced down the stairs, nearly landing on her horn on one of the wooden steps, before ultimately finding purchase with the cold hard floor. She groaned as she nursed her head.

That’s going to leave a mark…

She gently flickered her eyes to adjust to the light that peered through a door just ahead, a tantalizing orange glow, one that Lyra tilted her head at. Carefully, she walked up to it and leaned her ear toward it. Her ear twitched, tuning into whatever noise she could hear.

The sounds of struggle made Lyra stifle a gasp.