I know my friends are worried about me, but if they've given up hope, how can I keep it?
Twilight wondered the halls. To the average onlooker, she was wondering aimlessly, with no purpose or destination. But in truth, she was scouting. She'd realized by now that Gregory House wasn't a place you could just walk out of. She'd need intelligence. So, she walked through the halls, observing the features of the house. She memorized every crack, turn, stair way, and door. She also took note of the guests. She was smart enough to avoid them if she could help it, but she found that not all of them were hostile. One guest who'd requested she call him Clock Master was nothing more than a drunk. Twilight sensed that he may have had powerful magic at one point or another, but he was harmless now. She made a mental note to avoid the Cactus Gunman at all costs. He may not hold any malicious intent towards Twilight, but destruction seemed imminent in his presence. She was curious about a guest named Roulette Boy, who seemed to frighten even Hell's Chef. An alley like that could be useful. It was during one of Twilight's recon missions that she saw a brilliant blue glow. Intrigued, she followed the light through the house. When she finally cornered it, she was met with an odd sight. The glow came from a fish that seemed to swim through the air. It face was some form of box with what looked to be antenna sprouting from the top. "Hello?" Twilight asked, wondering if the creature could understand her. At her voice, the fish looked at her directly. The screen began to flicker, then revealed an image. The pictures moved, like looked through a cloudy window. Twilight saw three ponies she didn't recognize. They looked like alicorns. "We've kept up the search as long as we can," the largest of the three said, "It's time we face the facts." "No!" The smallest one cried, "We have to find her! She could still be out their!" "I'm sorry Cadence, but she's right. Terrible as it is, Princess Twilight is… gone." The third alicorn said. The smaller one, Cadence, began to cry. The screen flickered and faded. Cadence, why does that sound so familiar… Cadence! How could I forget! Twilight realized with a shock that she hadn't recognized Luna or Celestia either. The screen flickered again, this time showing five grief stricken mares and a lone baby dragon cleaning out a castle in silence. No words passed between them, and the screen flickered off. It took Twilight a few moments to place all her friends' names. "Why, why couldn't I recognize them?" Twilight asked herself. "It's quite simple my dear," Twilight turned to see Gregory, "TV Fish's reception is dependent on your memory, if you're out of focus, so is he." Gregory chuckled as he walked down the hall. Twilight rushed to her room. She found a quill and some paper. She wrote down all her friends' names, drawing a crude picture of them next to it for good measure. Maybe it was just a mind game, or maybe it was real. Regardless, Twilight told herself, I won't forget them again.