Where are we now

As Dashie approaches the portal, she notices one thing- It isn't glowing, nor are there any funky swirls in it. She slams her hoof into the snow next to her, as more continues to fall. She looks over her shoulder, noticing Pinkie's body still on her back. She continues on into the snowstorm, looking for any sign of shelter- anything to get her out of here- anything to give her hope that she might get back to Equestria. She sighs and struggles to continue through the snowstorm. Suddenly, the snow beneath her hooves gives way, and she falls towards a dark, creepy crater. She tries to fly, but her wings were still tied down, and Pinkie was still on her back. Dashie sighs and looks down, not seeing a bottom of the crater. She looks around at the walls of the crater, seeing snow slide down them. Her eyes return to their downward gaze, and this time, seeing the floor, she reacts automatically.

"For buck's sake-" THUD!

The ground rumbles. Kevin turns back to Mike, "Did ya hear that?"

Mike uses one hand to raise his earmuffs, "Hear what?"

"The ground rumblin'," Kevin started, "like it did a month ago."

Mike sighs, "I didn't hear that, I felt that."

Dashie turns her head back and forth, searching for a way out- but snow was falling into the crater from all sides. She tenses, feeling a lack of weight on her back. She goes to look, but her neck becomes coated over in pain. She realizes that her entire body is numb. In two seconds, she decides there is only one thing she can do.

"P-Pinkie...?" She calls out into the darkness.

"I'm here, Dashie," the reply arrives in her ears, relief following afterward.

Dashie looks to where the voice came from, but only darkness is there, "I can't feel my body..."

A moment of silence is heard before the voice replies, "It'll be okay..."

"How can you tell?" Dashie's voice was full of worry. She wasn't finding it easy to be in a bright mood, especially while being trapped in a giant pit.

The voice fell silent for minutes, "Trust me."

"HEY!" Another voice rings from overhead, "YOU TWO LOUD MOUTHS OKAY DOWN THERE??"

"Kevin!" A third voice speaks, "Be nice to the newcomers."

"Fine."

Dashie looks up towards the top of the pit, seeing two creatures, of which a name for them sporadically flies into her mind. Humans. "Could ya help us out down here?"

"IF YOU PAY US--"

"Keviiin!"

"Fine, just give us a second."

Dashie looks back to where Pinkie's voice was, and sees Pinkie coming out of the darkness, limping on a broken back hoof. Her mane was flat, coated in snow.

THUD! One of the humans from above falls down right next to them, and face plants into the snow, "Hi."

Dashie looks at the human and his brown jacket, "Now how is that gonna help...?"

". . . .The magic paper told me to do it."

Dashie's mouth opens, but she is at a loss of words. A moment later she responds, "Just, get me out... of here." Her eyes then close, and her body goes into rest-mode.

Pinkie jumps awake from the sound of falling rocks.. She had fallen asleep as well, but she doesn't remember feeling tired. She cranes her neck around, noticing that her back hooves are, at least now, perfectly fine. She then notices her surroundings. A dark, lonely cave. The only thing moving in the cave is a puddle of water, being disturbed by water slowly dripping from the ceiling.

"D-Dashie...? A-Are you there...?" She stutters before getting up and trotting out of the cave towards the light near the end of it. Her cotton-candy like mane bounces up and down as she takes each hoof step.

Stepping out into the bright, cold sunlight of the tundra, she notices one thing- that there is not one pony, human, or anything in-between to be found, "DASHIE?" She calls out, trying to hold in the panic that was quickly rising. She couldn't have been left behind. No, Dashie would never do that... right?

Dashie rams her hoof into the wall of stone again, "For the love of Celestia, why is this all happening to me?" She shouted indignantly, "I did nothing wrong! It is not my fault that some pony blames me for something I didn't do! For buck's sake, JUST GET ME BACK HOME!" She slams her hoof into the stone wall again, tears speeding into the ground. "Please, just get me back home. My real home, not the substitute one here, or anywhere else. I just want to go back home."

Hearing steps behind her, she turns around, her eyes flaming with resentment for ever leaving her house that one morning. The figure she spots there in the darkness scares her more than anything had in the past. Staring at her, was a tall, faceless figure, in a black suit.

Pinkie hears the scream from outside. She knows exactly who screamed, and rushes back inside the cave, heading towards a recently ignored wall of boulders, "DASHIE?" She yells towards the stone. Her eyes drop a few tears as no reply comes for minutes. Her cotton-candy mane droops, sliding into it's original, depressed state.

"You said... you would never... leave me alone...." She cries, curling up next to the wall of rocks, "You promised... But, now, where are you...? Oh Dashie, just where are you...?" She slowly stands up and heads towards the light outside the cave. From right behind her, she hears the stones fall down, and she gasps as she sees something run towards her.