Discord laid on the bed as Spike continued to read his book. They were preparing to do, well something that would probably end up very badly for them. Spike was now super concerned about what was happening to Discord, and what the Phoenix had to do with it.

"Discord, what exactly is this thing, and where did you get it?' Spike asked.

Discord turned his head at Spike and flashed back to the previous night. He still wondered how the heck he managed to hang on to it through everything that happened to him. He tried to remember himself having it after the creature, that looked much like him, brutally attacked him. He couldn't seem to remember, but he could see kinda how it was possible. He wasn't thrown or tossed around like he was in his dream. Then he thought about how he was thrown through the ceiling. How did he still have it then? Then he thought about how he had to crawl around for some time. Then all of the running and hiding. So how did he still have it? Then he finally thought of Silver Blitz. He remembered seeing her right before he left. Did she have something to do with it? Maybe she kept it in his hands for the entire time, and maybe she's the one who kept it safe.

Discord finally broke out of his day dreaming ,and answered Spike."I'm not quite sure. I got it from the house."

Discord instantly saw the horror in Spike's eyes. As Discord thought about it, he came to realize why that wasn't probably a good idea. He stupidly took an object from a place that was infested with demons. With something like that he was basically asking for a demon to attach itself to him. Well, that was just the kinda stupid thing Discord would do inside a demonic house.

"Discord, you're so stupid. You should never take anything from a house that has a demonic presence. That's like supernatural 101 right there." Spike's annoyed and disappointed voice made Discord feel like an idiot. Probably, because he was one.

"I know. I was stupid for taking it, but I did it for a good cause." Spike's face told Discord to continue, and it also said "it better be one heck of a cause."

"Well, you see there was a little filly ,named Silver Blitz, and she wanted help. The only way I could help her though, was to take the golden phoenix."

Spike slapped his face as if Discord made an obvious mistake. Spike shook his head and looked back up at Discord. Discord just stared blankly back at him with no understanding of what was wrong.

"What, did I do something wrong?" Spike once again slapped his face in disappointment.

"Discord, everypony knows that little fillies can be an obvious sign of a demonic presence. If what you say about that house is true, then Sliver Blitz was probably a demon tying to trick you. Makes sense why she would want you to take the phoenix. She probably wanted to attach herself to you and now she's haunting you."

Discord was thrown back at Spike's accusation. How could he ever say such a thing when he never ever met her? Well, if he had, then surely he would see that there was no way that she was some demon pretending to be a little Innocent filly. Though, the more Discord thought about it he came to realize that it would make sense. She was the one who seemed to be running the whole show, and he never did see the bull like creature and her in the same room. Also, in his dream right before he woke up, she did transform into a the same looking creature herself. Could it be true? Was she really just some demon tricking him? Well, it was just what Discord would expect from a low life, no good, rotten, bottom feeding, corrupted, diseased written,fat, ugly, insane, poppy head, worthless stain.

However, there still was something that didn't make sense to him: what was the point of the vision he had? If she was nothing more than just a low life, no good, rotten, bottom feeding, corrupted, diseased written, fat, ugly, insane, poppy head, worthless stain, then why would she give him that horrific vision? Of course, she could have just been trying to make him feel sorry for her. If that was the case then it really worked. Discord ,of course, wanted to believe that she was just an innocent little filly who was murdered by Berry Tarts. Unfortunately, he had to face the possibility that she was just a low life, no good, rotten,bottom feeding, corrupted, disease written, fat, ugly, insane, poppy head, worthless stain.

"Well, you may be right Spike. She could have been a low life, no good, rotted, bottom feeding, corrupted, disease written, far, ugly, insane, poppy head, worthless stain, but I truly believe that she's a little filly crying out for my help."

"Well OK, if that's what you believe. I'm not saying she's not a little filly, I'm just warning you."

"OK, well on the other hand, what are we doing?" Discord said a little annoyed at the conversation.

"Well, it's simple. You see, I wanna see if I can get you to have the same dream."

"What'll be the point of that?" Discord said as he stared at a smiling Spike.

"Well, I want to see how you're connected to the house like, I said. From your last dream you could walk around and explore things, so I what you to do the same thing."

Discord sat up and looked at Spike. Was he really asking him to have the same dream were he was thrown around and nearly died? Discord really didn't what to go back to that dream. Now he really wanted to back to the house but he wanted to do that in real life and not in his dream again. The more he thought about it, the more he got frustrated. He really didn't want to sleep at a time like that, and he surly didn't want to have that sinister dream again. Of course, Discord did have one fear that prevented him from refusing Spike's request. He knew that at that moment he needed help more than he had ever needed in his whole life. So unfortunately, he wasn't going to risk losing his only help, and possibly the only creature in Equestria that would believe him. He knew he had to do, and he wasn't going to like it one bit.

"Alright, so what exactly do you want me to explore?" Discord said as laid back down.

"Well, I'm not sure." Discord turned his head quickly as if he didn't believe the words coming form the young dragon's mouth."I just want you to look around. You know, find more answers, and look for more secrets that you couldn't easily do in real life."

Discord then understood what Spike was asking of him. He just wanted him to look around, and then get attacked so Spike could "evaluate" the situation. In other words, Discord was going to freely be bait. He couldn't believe that he was signing up to be bait for a demon . He might as well signed up to be bait for death. Well, whether he like it or not, Spike was far more of an expert than he was. So of course he had to follow the only thing that could potentially give him answers.

Discord continued to lay down as Spike walked in and out of the room. Every time he would leave, he would come back with some items. Discord couldn't find out what uses any of the items could ever have. Though he didn't really feel like asking Spike and he was pretty sure that he was far to busy to answer him anyways. Discord became very curious as he watched Spike enter the room with candles, and a knife. What in Equestria was he doing, and what did candles have to do with it? \What did he need the knife for? Spike once again left the room and left Discord wondering what he was doing as he laid on the bed. Spike reentered the room and had a small clock, a large piece of calk, and a dream catcher. He then sat down next to the bed as he started to cut his finger.

"Spike, what the what are you doing? Why are you cutting yourself? Is this some silly ritual?" Spike looked up at Discord as he said that.

Spike didn't answer him, he only continued by dropping his blood into the candles."No Discord, I'm not doing a ritual. I'm simple trying to help you "reconnect" to your dream. These candles will help you with that."

"Why? What makes them so special, and why do you have to cut yourself to do it?"Discord said as he picked up one of the candles.

"Well you see, the candles aren't special, there just normal candles. However, when you take these candles and you burn dragon blood over them, then they become special. Now not all candles work for this, so I had to find this specific one. They have to be made out of drain wax."

"What the heck is drain wax?" Discord said as he watch Spike drop blood in to the candles.

"It's a special wax that's made from a special tree." Spike finished dropping his blood into the seven candles and then he set them in a pattern next to the bed.

Spike got up and set the clock on top of Discord's chest. He then started to lite the candles. Right away the candles blow up in bright blue flames. Spike was no longer holding a candle, but rather he was holding a bright blue fire ball. He set them down as he began to drawl a circle on the ground. Discord watched as the circle on the ground became a complicated weird symbol. Spike then placed the bright blue fire ball candles inside the of the circular symbol. He then stood up and made one last final cut that unleashed a lot more blood onto the symbol. Spike then opened a box, and then wrapped up his hand. Discord was about to ask him what was he doing now when Spike pulled out a small bundle of what looked like hay.

"What's that?" Discord asked.

"It's called nether straw. I'll tell you more about it later."

Discord could see that Spike was very serious about what he was doing. Even his voice was stern and serious. Spike then looked up at Discord as he reached over and turned on the clock. The constant ticking of the clock forced Discord to follow the soothing rhythm.

"Alright Discord, I want you to stare at this clock and just concentrate on its rhythm. Do nothing else."

Discord really didn't know what was going on, and what Spike was going to do.

"Spike, what are you actually doing here?

"I'm going to put you back into your dream so I can see exactly what is going to happen, and so you can get more answers."

"How are you going-"

"Don't worry about how. Just forget about everything and focus on the clock OK?" Discord grunted in annoyance as he reluctantly followed orders without question.

Discord laid on the bed as he continued to stare at the clock, following the soothing rhythm. Spike, after seeing that Discord was just concentrating on the clock and doing nothing more, lit up the the bundle of nether straw. The room filled with very light blue smoke. The smoke wasn't heavy or disturbing, but rather it was comfortable and made Discord feel peaceful. He tried hard to stay concentrated on the clock, but it was super tempting for him to look at whatever Spike was doing. He could see Spike walking around the symbol as he said some kinda chant that Discord couldn't quit hear. He then continued to focus on the clock. Tick Tick Tick went the clock. Discord's eyes followed the rhythm as he began to lose himself, as if he was day dreaming.

Discord waited for what felt like an hour in a lifeless chant before he finally got fed up. He sat up as anger filled him. He then stood up in frustration. He really didn't want to do what Spike was asking of him. Now Spike couldn't even do what he was trying to do. Discord had waited long enough, and he wasn't going to wait anymore.

"Spike this is stupid. If you think this idiotic like voodoo trick is going to work, then your-" Discord was cut off at what he saw.

Discord was thrown back , as he was standing inside of a door way. Behind him was Spike in his room doing his chant. The thing that really freaked him out was that he was also staring at himself sleeping on Spikes bed. He was asleep and now he was dreaming, well at least something close to it. When he turned to the other side of the doorway that he stood in, he saw the room he woke up in the last time he dreamed about the house. Discord was freaked out of course and he had a ton of questions, but right now he knew he had to keep his cool and do his job. With that, Discord walked in to the room and shut the door behind him. He was then now finally back in the demon house that many victims died in. It was also were poor little Silver Blitz was trapped in. If she was a demon then Discord was going to find out. In fact, he was there to find out all of his questions. Who was Sliver Blitz? How many ponies died there? How was he connected to the house? And what was the bull creature that caries the darkness illuminating lantern?

"Well, here goes nothing." Discord took a deep breath. "I'm coming for you, you son of a bitch."

Author's Notes:

Don't worry for those who are confuse. It will all be explain in the next chapter. Well, Discord is dreaming about the house again. Let's see what happens this time.

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