Sunkick and Applejack ran madly through the rain and towards the entrance of the Everfree Forest. Sunkick's heart was nearly pounding out of his chest. He knew where Scootaloo was. He needed to rescue her. He was glad that Applejack was there to help him for he was uncertain of what kind of horrors he would find hidden away inside an old shack owned by Pinkamena. The Everfree Forest loomed in the distance as they approached.

"This sure ain't the type of day to go into the forest," Applejack admitted.

"It doesn't matter! We need to save Scootaloo!" Sunkick breathed.

"Ah know that! Just how are we going to spot the shack in this rain? It's already dark enough in the forest as it is!"

"It shouldn't be too difficult. Twilight said that Dash told her that the shack was just a little bit off the right side of the pathway. We should be able to find it without much trouble."

"Ah hope you're right, Sunkick."

Sunkick nodded as they entered the forest.

The gray light of the rainy day instantly disappeared as they entered the woods. It wasn't incredibly dark but it was still hard to see objects that were too far away. There were no strange sounds emanating from the trees today. There was only the sound of raindrops hitting the wet soil. It wasn't until they came to the midway point between the entrance and Zecora's house that they decided to stop.

"Do ya see anythin'?" Applejack asked. Sunkick peered into the drenched forest. He could hardly see anything. He looked back at the earth pony and shook his head.

"Nothing. The rain's too thick," he replied sadly. Just then, he heard something. It wasn't a voice or the sound of a spirit calling. It was crying. The sound of a young filly crying. "S...Scootaloo?" There was a gasp. Sunkick smiled and turned to Applejack. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Applejack asked. Sunkick focused and closed his eyes. Once he saw nothing but darkness, a ghostly image of Scootaloo appeared.

"Scootaloo. Can you hear me?"

"S...Sunkick? Is that you?" the filly asked.

"Yes it's me. Are you alright?"

"I'm cold...and hungry...and dirty."

"You don't feel like you're about to die, do you?!"

"No...I don't feel like I'm about to die. Sunkick, it's so dark."

"Listen. Applejack and I are coming to get you out of wherever you are! Just keep talking to me and I should be able to find you."

"Okay."

Sunkick opened his eyes and looked deep into the forest. As Scootaloo proceeded to talk about hoping to get back to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, Sunkick felt something pulling him in a particular direction.

"This way," he said.

"Are ya sure?" Applejack asked as she began to follow him.

"Positive."

Sunkick and Applejack walked deeper and deeper into the forest. They walked for nearly seven minutes until the outline of a small building appeared in the distance.

"That must be it!" Applejack exclaimed.

"Let's hope so," said Sunkick. They ran towards the shack and came to a halt a few feet from it. It was pretty big for a shack and was made up of a mixture of wood and steel. It was obvious that this shack had been around long before Pinkamena had begun using it. They scoped out the exterior walls until they came across a simple door. Sunkick tried to force his way in but it was to no avail. "Shit! It's locked!"

"I can handle this."

Applejack turned her back to the door and kicked it in with her hind legs.

"Nice!" Sunkick exclaimed.

"Years of apple buckin', partner," said Applejack. Sunkick chuckled as he ran through the open door.

It was pitch black inside but it didn't take long for Sunkick to find a light switch. A dim, yellow light popped on and Sunkick and Applejack found themselves in a somewhat-large room half-buried beneath the earth. It was empty except for a small bowl, a metal bin, and a weak pegasus filly.

"Scootaloo!" Sunkick cried. He ran to her side and turned her around. She was conscious but very weak.

"You found me," she said with a smile.

"You know who kidnapped you, right?"

"I...I don't remember. It's all a blur. The last thing I remember before appearing in here a week ago was being at the orphanage. I heard that I had a visitor. I went downstairs, thinking it was you, and...that's it."

"You don't remember who visited you or who brought you here?"

"No."

"Did your kidnapper ever visit you?"

"Several times but they always wore a mask and their voice was muffled slightly. It certainly wasn't the voice of any pony that I knew."

Sunkick looked at Applejack and sighed.

"How are we going to prove that it was Pinkamena now?" Applejack whispered. Sunkick and Applejack decided to not let Scootaloo know the full truth about Pinkie Pie/Pinkamena just yet.

"Twilight's going to get in serious trouble if she ends up...finishing her off," Sunkick gulped. It was then that Sunkick noticed something in the corner. It was a piece of the floor that looked different from the rest of the floor. The entire floor was concrete except for this one part, which was made of metal. "Hold on."

Applejack took a hold of Scootaloo as Sunkick walked over to the piece of foreign floor. Upon inspecting it, he discovered that it was a tiny trap door. He opened it up to find a medium-sized cardboard box. He pulled the box out of the hole and examined it. Three words were scribbled on the box in marker. It read My Prized Objects. Sunkick turned to Applejack and gulped. He looked back at the box and pulled the top open. What greeted him was not the most horrible thing he'd seen but it was still pretty disturbing.

Inside the box sat a dress made entirely out of skinned cutie marks and pegasus wings. A necklace made out of unicorn horns was tucked neatly in the corner. A folded banner with the words Life is a Party printed on it in blood sat underneath the dress. The final object in the box was a picture of Pinkamena standing next to a butchered pony dangling from a vertical slab of metal. A sentence saying My first victim, Berry Punch was written on the bottom of the picture. Sunkick turned back to Applejack and sighed.

"It looks like we've found our definitive evidence," Sunkick said sadly.