Even Later groaned. "Ugh, fine. Whatever. I'll admit it; this was stupid."

"Later..." Scootaloo started, turning to where she thought the mare stood; she couldn't quite tell because it was so dark.

"I know, I know—it was completely rash to just dive in here with no plan, and now we're super lost. At least the spiders were small and not very crawly."

Scootaloo winced at the thought of the skittering legs which just a few minutes before had been dancing at the edges of her hooves. "Later, it doesn't—"

She was interrupted by a loud plop, what she assumed was the mare letting her legs give way and flopping down to the ground in exasperation. "I'm really sorry."

"Later, seriously, it's fine!" Scootaloo said forcefully, raising her voice a tad. "We'll find our way even if it takes us a little longer than we thought it would." She paused to look around in the dark. "Why don't you just use your horn to light the place up, anyway? It might not help that much, but at least we could see where we're going then."

For a moment, Even Later didn't reply. Then, there was a flash of a spark before the green light emanated out from the mare's horn. Now that the room was at least partially-illuminated, Scootaloo was able to make out where Later was, as she had suspected, sprawled out atop the dusty dirt floor of the crawlspace. And, even though the light wasn't as bright as it could've been, Scootaloo was able to see how the space stretched out, where the inner walls and pipes bent off in different directions.

"Jeez, I really should've thought of that when we first got in here... would've saved us a lot of time," Later murmured as she stood back up, brushing the dust off her coat with a hoof.

"Meh, it's not like I thought of it before now either," came Scootaloo's reply. However, the filly had already stepped away, following a line of pipe.

"Wh-where are you going?" Later managed.

Scootaloo stopped in her tracks and looked over her shoulder. "I dunno. This pipe is kinda shiny," she said, tapping the copper pipe with a hoof. It made a hollow, reverberating sound. "So it's probably new. That doesn't really tell us anything, but I figure we might as well start following stuff."

"Erm... okay," Later replied. With little other choice, she stumbled forward, her horn grazing the ceiling. Swearing under her breath, the mare crouched down a little more to avoid any more close shaves.