When you open the door to your apartment, your ears start on high alert.

"Red?" you call out into the apartment.

You step inside and close the door behind you. Then, you decide to lock it. If somepony is in here, they aren't getting out easily. If it's Fluttershy... maybe she won't get out at all.

Pushing that dark thought aside you listen carefully for any sort of movement or sound, but the whole place is eerily quiet, even as you step into the Living Room. You turn to the kitchen and you find a photo on the counter by the Camera you found earlier. It lies facedown, and a pencil is sitting beside the new picture.

You walk towards the picture, blood pulsing through your body faster than your breath can keep up. You hear your heartbeat as you move to the counter and pick up the photo.

At the bottom of the photo reads in sprawling cursive writing. "You'll regret leaving Ponyville. Now I have to accelerate your week. This is your final day. <3"

The photo shows a white mare with a bag over her head, hooves tied together, and her limbs blurry, as if she were struggling against her bonds while the photo were taken. You drop the photo as if it were scalding your hand. It flutters down to the floor slowly as your mind begins to race.

That bitch kidnapped Redheart. Now what is she going to do? If you try to find her, you could be waking directly into some sort of trap set up by Fluttershy. On the other hand, you have nothing to go off of. No address. The picture looks like it was taken in this apartment. In the bedroom.

The Bedroom.

You turn, seeing the bedroom door closed. You stride accross the room, feeling your heart clogging your throat. You push the door open.

Right in the middle of the floor is a noticible trail of blood, the way it fades into the carpet makes you think the trail was from dragging the victim. Probably Redheart. Lying on the covers where you and Redheart had slept just last night is a picture frame. A chil runs up your spine as you try to cross the room and smell the distinct smell of copper in the air.

As you reach the makeshift bed, you kneel down and pick up the framed photo.

It's a photo of you and her, sleeping in your bed, back in Ponyville.

That must be where Fluttershy is taking her. To your home. Fluttershy has invaded your own home, and probably set up some sort of trap there.

Is it worth it? This is Red you're talking about. Of course it's worth it. But the signs here are obvious. Fluttershy is boxing you into a final ultimatum corner. You could use this opportunity to completely buck the system. You could run. Right now. You could try to break border patrols. You could start a new life with Diamond Dog society or something. You could get so far away from Equestria that Fluttershy could never touch you. And she just gave you the biggest head start possible.

But. If anything happened to Redheart, you'd never forgive yourself.

You pick up the pillow she slept on just last evening and inhale a deep breath of the scent that still clung to it. You close your eyes.

Red would probably tell you to just go. Go now. Escape that yellow menace and finally be rid of all this nonsense.

But you'll just have to beg for her forgiveness.

You grab your bag and begin to stuff your things back in. This is it. The final straw. Fluttershy has crossed the final unforgivable line. You need to get the next train back to Ponyville. But before you go, there is one thing that the city has better access to that Ponyville doesn't...

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the Delay. Let's finish this, shall we?