I started to give up, if they couldn't make it how could I? But I luckily, I met a friend who gave me a chance.

Twilight ran down the hall, not stopping even when she almost tramped Gregory. Eventually, she reached her destination; the second guest's room.
She banged on the door as hard as she could. "We need to talk!" Twilight shouted. There was a rustling from behind the door. "I already told you to go away." Twilight stomped.
"Perhaps I wasn't clear." Twilight said, firing a magical blast and exploding the door inward. "We need to talk." Twilight entered the room without waiting for a response. It wasn't until she was in the room, did she finally question the logic of her actions.
The room was dark, dank, and depressing; more so then the other places she'd seen in Gregory House. In the center of the room stood a figure, cloaked so their body couldn't be seen. The figure, who Twilight could only assume was the second guest, sighed. She waved her hand and in an instant, the door was repaired. "Okay, talk." She said.
Twilight only hesitated for a second, "I need to know how to get out of Gregory House. Nekozombie told me how close you were to making it out." "The way I went won't work again. You can try to get the information for Steven, but it's a miracle anytime he says something that isn't directly related to his work."

"Surely you have to know something of value." Twilight pleaded. "I thought I did, but I guess I'm still here." The second guest muttered. "Would you quit it!" Twilight shouted, "I've had enough of all the hopelessness of everyone in this godforsaken house! Now tell me how to get out of here before I loose the rest of my sanity and start blasting ponies!"

The second guest sighed. "I'm sorry, I really am. But I found my way out by accident, and I blew it. I know you've been here awhile, but you still have no idea how evil this place is. Gregory doesn't just spread his own evil, he actively turns those around him evil. He's the kind of monster who turned me into this."
The second guest removed her cloak, and Twilight gasped at the rat body underneath. "If you ever find a way out, do what me and Steven couldn't. Escape. And if you get a chance to take out that sewer rat, for the love of god, pull the trigger."

Twilight walked back towards her room with her head down. She'd looked at it from every angle she could think of, but there didn't seem to be anyway out. Maybe I should just give up. She thought pessimistically.
"But you can't just give up!" Twilight's head shot up and looked around. At first, she saw nothing, and then she saw the angelic light appearing in front of her.

"Who-who are you?" Twilight questioned. The light faded, revealing a canine-like fairy holding a magic wand floating through the air, "I am a friend. I understand your skepticism, friends are few and far between here, but I urge you to trust me." The fairy dog said.

"I've never seen you in Gregory House before." Was all Twilight said. "I try to stay out of sight. If Gregory ever caught me, the guests would be truly without hope. I've always tried my best to help the guests, but there's only so much I can do. And if they don't believe they can escape, then my power is useless."
Twilight began to fill a glimmer of hope, "What power is this?" She asked. The fairy dog smiled warmly, "Gregory likes to hide all the hope, but I can let you see it." The fairy dog waved her magic wand, and a glowing door appeared in front of Twilight.
"You have to go now, before Gregory finds out. I won't be able to help you after you cross, so be careful." Twilight looked at the door in awe. "Thank you." She said, before entering the door. "Good luck!" The fairy dog called after her
After the door closed, the fairy dog burst into hell fire, emerging as a devil dog, "Your going to need it. If your not willing to fight for your freedom, you'll wish you'd stayed out here!"