prologe
Comming into the lab I see the recrumbrence subjects where almost at the critical to find out if all that work has payed off. I walk over to the subjects and test their reflexes and sensory. "200, that is impossible!" stormy hooves yells. "not imposible, just improbable," I say "And for all of our sakes I hope the readings are right, the fate of Equestria depends on it..."
