The old door made a screeching noise, like a tuneless violin being played by a inexperienced amateur violinist.
It made him shiver.

*Back to the little shop of horrors...*

He wanted to cough due to the dust but he couldn't alert the prey, and he didn't even know who was the hunter.
It was her territory, not his.

The stallion crossed the small entrance hall to contemplate the abandoned place, not so different from where he was sheltered moments ago, but that didn't matter in the moment. The trapdoor was there, leading to the basement, or "anthill" how Mane was calling It in his thoughts, because that place where they met couldn't be the only room down there.

*Time to work.*

He opened the trapdoor very slowly, praying to not make a single screech and sound the alarm. Sucess.
Next part: Go down the stairs, with the same precaution. Failure...
The stairs were made of old wood, and most of them seemed replaced by new ones, but that didn't ceased the constant noises.

*It's like she made It on purpose... like an alarm system." - he thought - *This one isn't like the others... she's TOO MUCH careful Plus! She sensed my presence through my fear... this is bad... by the time being, she maybe already knows I'm here even before I touch the trapdoor.*

He started to see the muddy floor at the end of the stairs.
"*Night vision..." - He whispered, and the magic flowed inside his head, changing the green of his eyes to a more bright one. Much better.

As soon Mane reached to the underground level, the trapdoor on top of the stairs closed with a loud noise, followed by a click. It started...

*Well shit... no turning back now.*

He started to roam the room. It changed since that day. Most of the bodies were gone, but the beds stayed in the exact same place, just like the tools he littered in that day, in the mossy mud.
Mane started to have a cold feeling in his spine, as if he was being watched, but he didn't know from where.

*BANG!!!*

The metallic explosion made Mane jump terrified by the unexpected factor. But It didn't end there.
Followed by a very bright light from the walls, combined with the night vision spell, created a flash-bang effect, blinding him in place.

While rolling on the ground rubbing his eyes hoping for a quick recovery, steps started to be heard.
The colors started to come back but still shuffled, but there was more pink than normal.
She didn't move... she waited instead...

"You got balls to come back here..." - said the pink mare.

"W-what..?" - Muttered Mane trying to get on his hooves.
But he got interrupted by a tremendous kick in his chest, with the familiar strength of an earth pony, rolling him away from the mare.

"You know what they say..." - She said calmly, walking towards him. - "The secret to live longer..." - And delivered a kick in his stomach - "... is not getting into other's business."

Mane tried to talk, but the last kick made him curl in pain. She was stronger than her appearance.

"And you... decide tO COME HERE!!!"
About to kick the grey stallion in the face, she got launched in the air against a hospital bed with a corpse on It.

He stood up with his horn smoking from the magic shock-wave, without showing any pains.
"Aren't you a merciful one..." - He said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"I have my standards..." - Said the pink mare, grabbing a butcher knife from a table.

"I see... you're the first one that didn't try to stab me when I was defenseless. Instead, a kick in my chest, a kick in the belly, and almost one in my head, while doing small talk."

"You talk a lot."

"So do you. May I know your true name before I finish the job?"

"Why do you care?!" - She shouted angrily - "You came here to try kill me and you wanna know my name?"

"You see, unlike you and the others I hunted down..." - He posed in attack - "I don't forget the ones I kill..."

"And I won't forget your face, must admit... and you will end up in my walls! AS A TROPHY! IN A SILVER BOARD!!!"

And they charged at each other...