Chapter 2: Questions and more Questions

I looked down on the floor, staring at the white tiles, as I sat alone in the middle of the room. By now, my tears have dried up and most of my composure has returned, but the memory of what happened earlier made me sniffle and whimper. I have to admit that I am not a though mare, for I get frightened easily and cry because of the most meaningless things. But when I manage to cry for a straight hour, having nothing to do but whine and grief. Then it is quite obvious that something terrible has happened. Something as terrible as the loss of the friend. In fact…it wasn't just terrible, it was devastating! A devastating tragedy. My heart couldn't handle something like that, and I could feel it grieve in sorrow.

After all the sadness and emotional storm I went through, I expected to wake up and learn that it was all a dream. But no matter how hard I try to wake myself from the nightmare, I just ended up hurting myself. What just happened was real and I could do nothing to stop it now. So all I wanted to do is go home and lie on my bed, while letting all the stress an emotions out as I try to face this reality.

But my wishes were still not granted. Instead, I found myself sitting in the middle of a white room, waiting for a pony who would interview me about the events that just happened.

The room was very bright, so bright that I was temporary blinded when I first entered it, yet didn't seem to have any lights on it. The light source somehow kept hidden, as it eliminated the entire room. The cold temperatures inside made me shiver and I wish I had something to wrap myself with. I ould have ask for a blanket or something, but doing so seemed meaningless in a high level situation like this. So I decided to brave the cold and withstand the temperature. But I still shivered from both the coldness and the shock, from the earlier tragedy.

As I stared up the sealing, staring at the nothingness above, while waiting for somepony to come. I started to wonder about the events that just transpired.

My friend, Autumn, was really gone. Although I didn't see her actual death, I knew what would happen. The laser pointers were focused on her and there was no denying it. She was killed and I felt like it was my fault. Some inner voice told me that I could have done something to prevent it. If I had done something, she could still be alive. But what was that something that I could have done?

At that time, it did not occur to me why somepony would want her dead. I have also forgotten about the fact that she was wanted by the Central Database. I was too wrapped up with my emotions that my basic logic skills and situation assessment went out the window.

As I continuously blamed myself in my thoughts, making me depress once more, the steel door in front of me opened. The door swung open to reveal an orange unicorn, who wore the uniform of a high ranking supervisor of the Control team. He had darkly tinted shades on and the normal black uniform Control team officers had. Complete with the golden patch that indicated he was a high authority member that was supposed to be taken seriously. But any Control team official must always be taken seriously, unless you want to face the unforeseen consequences.

I felt nervous as he took a sit, from the chair that just appeared from the floor, and stared at me. At that moment, all other thoughts were flushed down. 'Alright, Silver.' I thought to myself. 'Just remain calm and everything would be fine.'

I could feel my sweat slide down my skin as I tried to look calm and keep my composure. But no matter how hard I try, I knew that he could see my nervousness. All members of the Control team were trained to interpret behavior, even with the smallest movement. Some say that they could smell the scent of your fear!

"So, you are Ms. Silver Wing, I presume?" He said, staying still in his chair and moving nothing but his lips.

"Y..yes…" I said stammering. 'Nice job, me.' I thought to myself. 'What happened to remaining calm?'

"Good." He said, with his monotone voice. "I'm just here to ask you a couple of questions, after that you would be free to go."

I nodded my head, hoping that I could leave now. But I couldn't, until I answer his questions. It couldn't be that hard, right?

"Now, did you inspect your District's Circuit earlier this morning?" He asked.

"Well, you see I thoug…" I began, but I was immediately cut off when he spoke up.

"Ms. Silver Wing, this is a yes or no question. Your opinion does not have any value as of the moment." I felt insulted as he said that. He basically told me that what I think was junk and that my opinion is a waste of time. But I didn't want to cause any problems, so I just nodded.

"Yes."

"Good, it wasn't that hard, was it?" I groaned internally, knowing that he was just mocking me.

"Now, did you remove something from the Circuit?"

"Yes. In fact I was wondering about that, since it…" I was then cut off, again, when he raised his hoof and shook his head.

"I would be the one asking questions here, Ms. Silver Wing. Not you."

I really wanted to punch him in the face during that moment. But I knew that I would not win in a fight against a member of the Control team. Besides, cooperation was the fastest way to get this over with.

"Did you witness the death of the pony you said was killed?

That question made my heart sink as it reminded me the reason of my depression earlier. It reminded me of the terrible feeling I had. The terrible feeling of helplessness. I was hesitant to answer, but the works quietly escaped my lips.

"No…"

"Oh, how come?" He asked. So now he wanted to hear what I had to say, other than yes or no. But I was to down to get angry with him, so I answered it the best I could.

"Well the monitors usually turn to static, but today it didn't. When the ponies aimed their guns, I just couldn't bring up the courage to watch it and turned off my monitors." I explained, remembering the moment clearly. I just hoped that all I said was enough.

He nodded and stood up from his chair. "Thank you, Ms. Silver Wing. The information you have given would prove valuable in the investigation. With approval from your department, you are allowed to go home and rest. This experience may have proven a little traumatic for you, so they have approved to give you a two day break."

With that, and nothing else to say, he turned around and left the room. Leaving me alone once more. Alone to contemplate in my own thoughts.

The elevator opened, as it brought me to my floor, and I stepped out into the hallway. Today has been a long day, physically as well as emotionally. My body felt tired from all the weeping and crying I did, as my emotions felt broken, from the loss I just took.

I walked through the hallway, hoping to get into my room and just lay and bed and cry. Loosing someone dear was a wound that could not be healed over a day. Yet I was sure it was a wound that could never be healed. Since every time you thought about it, the stinging sensation always comes back.

As I neared my door, I noticed the door opposite mine was left open. That got me wondering as I looked at it curiously. The room belonged to Autumn, and after the events of today I knew that Autumn wouldn't be able to go home.

So I slowly moved towards the edge of the door, not looking inside and keeping the sound of my hoof steps to a minimum. Inside, I could hear the sound of somepony rummaging through the room as the sound of their magic echoed out. I was alarmed at the fact that somepony was intruding in Autumn's home and was more alarmed when I started to think why?

Leaning on the edge, I peeked in to see what was happening. Inside, a pony wearing a black coat, that covered their face and most of the body, scanned the room. The pony's green aura lifted a bag, as the pony hastily shoved different objects, of all kind in it.

Fear shot through my body as I watched this unfold. The pony could be a member of the group who killed Autumn. They must be looking for something and had to eliminate her. But why? Why was she so important. It wasn't like she was hiding something, was she?

I shifted a little more towards the edge of the door, so that I could get a better view. But I soon learned that it was a bad decision, when I suddenly trip and fell. Attracting the attention of the pony inside.

My body felt stiff and I remained still. I didn't know if I should run or fight back. Panic was controlling me, during that moment, and when that happens, nothing productive was the usual result. So I just lay there in fear, as I watched the pony approach me at high speed.

When I soon returned to reality and understood the full extent of the situation, I tried to desperately get up. But I only manage to stand up for a while, desperately trying to get out as fast as I can, when I noticed the pony was dangerously close. The pony was very fast, and although the apartment wasn't that big, managed to close in the distance quickly.

"Oh, Celestia save me!" I exclaimed as the pony collided with me with such intense force, that I was knocked off of my hooves and came crashing down on the floor. It was a painful experience, and I was lucky to not have a broken bone or at least I hope,

"Ouch." Was the only word that escaped my lips.