I told you to go right

I recognised the corridor I was in; it was where I had found my brother kicking around near my car. I stopped in front of said door, and looked both ways down the corridor. Nothing coming either way.
Yet.
Gulping, I slowly opened the door to the room, making minimal noise. If I was quiet, I could pick up some kind of weapon against the stone angels; a pick-axe maybe, or a hammer and chisel. The room was deathly silent as I crept in, stepping carefully over the tools that had been left lying around, until I came across a table. On it, illuminated under a single bulb, was all the tools I had used for my work back on Earth as an odd-job guy. I quickly grabbed the crowbar, before looking at the side of the table; a sledgehammer and pick-axe were lying directly next to each other, so I had a choice: Smash or Shatter?
"Umm..." I murmured to myself. "Hammer." I picked the tool up, and realised just how light it felt after a year of carrying shit around. Before I could look for more tools, my wings chirped loudly and the small camera in the centre span to face the source of the chirp.
Stood stark still in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim red light behind it, was a statue. It was reaching forward, both of it's forehooves pointed in my direction. It looked a lot like a scientist, but angrier, more stoned, and had a more terrifying glare. I stared blankly at it for a few seconds, and marched over without blinking. Then, because I had the items to do it, I swung the hammer with both hooves, and smashed its head from its shoulders. The remaining powder fell to the floor, the only sound being my breathing and distant metallic clangs. I watched the stone powder simply sitting on the floor.
"Hell." I said calmly, shrugging as I began to trot away. "That was easy."

I only encountered 2 Angels, including the one that I'd killed/disintevaporateinated with a hammer. And by the time I'd reached Dok's office, my pocket watch was reading 23:36PM. I let my jaw drop as I rubbed my face with a hoof. "Bloody hell..." I yawned. Once I was done yawning, I knocked on the door to the office. As usual, Doktor was heard from inside.
"Hallo, Thunder Frauleine!" he called, before somepony else opened the door and pulled me straight inside. I winced at the massive intrusion of light into my vision, before I felt lips being pressed against my own. When I opened my eyes, I was face to face with Luna, with her eyes closed and tears rolling down her cheeks. I was tempted to cry myself, but I'm a stallion, so I didn't. Our tongues wrestled for a moment, before I pulled away. I looked deep into her eyes, and then broke away before I got dirty thoughts.
"Oh thank god." I sighed, smiling at Luna. She was covered in soot markings, dirt, even blood, her crown was missing, and even worse, she looked outrageously tired. Her eyes had large sacks underneath, giving her the appearance of a stressed Princess. Around the room, there were a few scientists dotted about Medic's lab, sitting on any surface possible and trying to be quiet. I frowned. "I thought there'd be more?"
"Rest of us got caught on the way." a scientist replied, clutching a bandage on his rib using a hoof. "Angels are too goddamn fast, got 'em before they reacted. I think there's other pockets of us, and as far as the inter-laboratory pagers can confirm, the 329 other guys got out fine. About 71 of us will be stuck here, and have to fill in paperwork to the families of those who died, explaining that their mothers, fathers, sons or daughters were killed by a sentient statue that snapped their necks the full 360 degrees and killed 'em." I rolled my eyes, and idly scratched the bridge of my nose with a finely dressed hoof. I still hadn't had time to get my Merc outfit on, so I was still wearing a torn, blood stained, battered suit that Rarity had made a few days ago. I was temporarily reminded of my friends, and hoped they didn't get the same horrific treatment as Solar did from Chrysalis.
"Well, shit." I groaned. "How long have you guys been down here?"
"About 18 hours." Luna sighed. "None of us have gotten any sleep, because of the Angels."
"Well, they're not that hard to kill." I replied, frowning at their 'problem'. Several sets of ears pricked up. "I've killed two, I think. I literally cannot remember, I'm too tired, and I don't know where Nightmare's gone, and now I'm worried about her."
"I'm here. I'm still in your head." A sudden sexy voice said. "And have you never considered asking for some of my power? That way you wouldn't get tired at all, and you'd have quite easily ground the Changeling Queen into a pile of limbs using a single punch rather than you being thrown out of the window after you attacked her with a butterfly knife and she cracked you with a wrench, which then threw you out of the window."
I heard Doktor chuckling to himself from over the room as he went through some documents. "Face stabbing, are we? Das ist nicht güt, Frau Nightmare, nicht güt."
"Yes, Doktor, it isn't good." I could feel Nightmare smiling inside my head. "Should have used a Kukri."
"Or Bonesaw, or Frying Pan."
"The Pan, totally not Mann Co's most powerful handheld close quarters weapon due to it's massive amount of crits."
"Hmm, it did put Demoman into Demopan mode for a few weeks..."
"Yes, I suppose it would cause a few fractures at how quickly it swings. Good thing the Engineer couldn't use it to repair his buildings, otherwise you'd have killed yourself from the repeated whung sound..."
"Nngg..." I groaned, biting my lip at Nightmare's outrageously sexy knowledge of Team Fortress 2. "So goddamn hot..."
"As hot as your Botkiller Flamethrower?"

So, basically, I came.

The plan was that we'd all watch each other's backs while we headed to the castle entrance. From there, we'd find a place to hole the scientists up, while Doktor, Lulu, Nightmare and I went out to help with the battle effort. Yes, I'd be fighting with BLU Medic, a Moon Goddess, a Shadowy Dominatrix, and a pair of wings made of an old sentry.
God I'd have too much fun with this.