I have no idea what happened to drive this mare mad, but I believe she may have been trying to warn me, trying to tell what happened, so it wouldn't happen to me.

When Tails was pulled into the room, he was forced to accept two things, one after the other. The first was that alicorns were, in fact, a species of equine that existed. The second was that alicorns could look as gray and crazed as the mare in front of him did.

Her eyes were bloodshot; it was the only color visible on her otherwise grayed out body. Her room was filled, floor to ceiling, with countless papers. Spreadsheets, maps, pictures of strange creatures, and equations. Some of the writing was eligible, but some of it was written in perfect form.

"If your here to kill me, go ahead, but don't you dare mess with my numbers." The alicorn said. Several books, pencils, and other random objects were engulfed in a gray aura and levitated at Tails threateningly. "Its okay, I'm not here to disturb your... numbers." Tails said, backing towards the door.

"Y-your the new guest aren't you? Good! You'll keep beady eyes busy while I finish up my plans. I'm almost finished, I just can't get all the numbers to balance." The alicorn turned to one of the thousands of papers, magically running a pencil over it to try and correct her mistakes.

Tails looked at the paper. "You forgot to carry the three. And you used 3.16 for pie instead of 3.14." Tails pointed out, along with a few other mathematical problems. The alicorn looked from the papers to Tails, back to the papers, then back to Tails. At first, Tails was afraid he'd offended her, then her lips pulled into a cracked grin.

"You do numbers to! This is fantastic! We can work together to get the guests out. We'll have to adjust the formula for you, but with the two of us, it'll be a cinch! What's your name?" "My name is Miles, but people call me Tails." Tails said, growing more confused by the minute.

"I look forward to working with you Tails. My name is... hm, I can't seem to remember. That happens sometimes, I think I wrote it down... somewhere." "Tails?" The alicorn tensed at Gregory's voice.

"Can't let him figure out whats going on. Don't worry, I'll be in touch, just pretend you don't know what's going on." The alicorn instructed.

Tails wouldn't need to pretend, he really didn't understand what was happening. When Gregory opened the door, the alicorn let out a feral hiss and pounced on Tails, pretending to attack him.

"Don't touch my numbers!" The alicorn screamed, tackling Tails into the wall, "I need my numbers to escape! Don't touch them!"

Gregory pulled Tails out the door and slammed the alicorn's door shut. "I'm so sorry about that my friend. She hasn't been herself in quite awhile. She used to be a princess you know, but after she lost her battle, she never really realized that she'd lost. She seems to think that she's still fighting the good fight, when in actuality, the fight has been over for quite some time."

Gregory gave Tails a sly smile, "I wonder how your battle will turn out. Only time will tell I suppose." Gregory gave another chuckle and continued to show Tails to his room. These words got Tails thinking, but now as much as the words that the alicorn had whispered in his ear before Gregory pulled him out of the room.

"Tell Nekozombie that I miss him."