“Huh? Wha?” Twilight woke up in the middle of Ponyville’s park, laying on a bench. “Oh dear, did I seriously fall asleep while I was in the middle of the hunt for my key?”

She pushed herself up into a sitting position and rubbed her tired eyes intently.

“But why, out of all places, on a bench in the park?” she asked herself perturbed and disconcerted. “I can’t remember anything. I was trying to talk get my key from a squirrel, and after that… nothing…”

Twilight looked up into the sky; the sun was already setting.

“Oh no!”