In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.
In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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>>137909The hall way goes further, towards a room with an open door, a desk and paperwork, past a closed door marked as a bathroom, past a stairway, and ending in a door with a window that view out into a large concrete-floored room with number poorly illuminated rectangles.
>>137910"Where are we...?"
Silver shines his flashlight through the window to better illuminate the room.
>>137911Inside this room, there are indeed a number of doors, mostly appearing to be regular sized residential and commercial doors. This room is much larger, and has a brick wall with a deep shade of red. Silver can see that that room leads into others.
>>137912"Is there door factory near Church?"
He looks to see if Pear is still near.
>>137913Pear has pulled up behind Silver, looking very uncertain about the whole ordeal.
“I... don’t know.”
>>137914"I have no idea where this is, if I am honest. I doubt this is part of 33 Hoebuck. Did you want to keep exploring here, or go back and try and find another route?"
>>137915She looks uneasy. Her tail, previously held confidently high, is now firmly down.
“I don’t think we should be here.”
>>137916Silver nods.
"Alright, let us be off, then."
He leads the pair back the way they came.
>>137918Silver goes back through the hallway, through the door to the back hallway, and into the old, cramped hall through which they came, and steps over the locked down door and broken hinges back into the stairwell to the subterranean pathway
>>137919Having explored one of the forks in the tunnel they came across, Silver decides to explore the other.
>>137920This end of the tunnel is not very far from where Silver and Pear entered it, or at least, it is not as far as the distance the other way. Going that way, the ponies travel what is probably 200 or more feet down the old brick-lined tunnel. There is a smell of wet stone and at times, something less pleasant, as there is definitely mold growing in the tunnel, and who knows what else. Silver sees a rat scurry across. Pear jumps away, but makes no noise in relation to it. Finally, the tunnel ends in a yellow wall that matches the original construction, with a simple steel door off to the right side
>>137922Silver tries this steel door.
>>137923The door is neither locked nor pressing against the frame of the door. Opening the door, silver sees into a room that is yellow bricked, approximately medium in size, and empty besides a few coat racks. Mid way in the room part of the wall comes inward on the right side and nearly cutting the room in half, and there is what could best be described as a concrete bench along that portion of the wall, the half of the right wall nearest Silver. On the far side is still another door, though this one is partially open
>>137924Silver goes through the partially open door.
>>137925Silver walks out into a somewhat narrow but long hallway. Looking right, there is another door further down and a dead end in yellow brick. But looking to the left, the hallway swiftly opens up into a larger hallway with a pair of steel doors and a newer tile floor.
>>137928Walking out into this area, Silver recognizes were he is. He is under 33 Hoebuck in that portion between the forks and the administrative center, by the boiler room and that back-hallway that leads out to holding cells were Silver and friends found so much a few nights before.
>>137929Silver turns around to Pear.
"Okay, this is actually 33 Hoebuck. I recognize this."
>>137930She looks up and around, trying to take in her surroundings.
“So where should you take me first?” She asks
>>137931"I suppose we should start with where I found their book press. Come on, follow me."
>>137932The little pony quickly comes up to Silver’s side, her upright posture displayed renewed enthusiasm
>>137933Silver smiles, and leads the way back to the book press.
>>137934Perhaps Silver is weary of running into guards or police as he makes his way up. All the same, it's just slightly down the hallway to a flight of stairs, then up to the dorms. Maybe he goes to the second floor to avoid walking by the glass doors on the first floor; in any event, he traverses the second floor of the administrative building to go to that one, horrid backroom where days before he found the printing press. One light at the far end of the second floor hall is on. All other light must be supplied by the flashlight, or if he intends subtlety, to walk in darkness. Pear follows Silver into the room. While the printing press itself is still present, the table is clear, the vat is empty, and there is indeed only one cardboard box in the corner of the room.
>>137935"Hmm. They must have cleared this room since."
He looks in the cardboard box.
>>137936Silver is not disappointed: Inside the box are several very large, leather bound books with no title, description, nor other text. But he knows what it is.
>>137938She walks over and peaks in. Then, she pulls out a book with her hoof and looks at it, then sits down and uses both forelegs to examine it.
"Rather ugly leather" she remarks, then opens it, and her eyes go wide and for a moment she stops breathing, as she stares at the pages before her.
>>137939Silver tilts his head at her.
"Pear? Are you okay?"
>>137940It takes her a moment
"Huh? Yes. It's just... not many ponies have seen such books" She says
>>137941Silver raises an eyebrow, picks up one of the tomes in his magic reluctantly, and looks in it.
>>137942Most of the text is in Herzlander, and what Silver can make out regardless implies secrets about the extra lunar spheres, or perhaps it is dimensions besides the three dimensions of space and the one of time occupied by matter. It is easy for Silver to understand Pear's evident feeling of having come in contact with forbidden knowledge.
>>137943"I can see why you would be so taken by this, even if I do not understand it. Spheres, dimensions...I am not familiar, I must admit."
>>137944"Neither am I..." She says almost vacantly as she looks at the pages, then flips one. Silver may think he hears distant conversation.
Then Pear adds,
"So few of these survive."
>>137945"Then it is good we got you one while we could. I suppose I will take one too, in case I ever manage to wrap my own head around it."
Silver's ears perk up and angle around at the detection of distant conversation.
"I hear voices. It will be little awkward running into them if we can not come up with plausible story for us being here. We can either leave now, or I can bring you to their ritual chamber. It is your choice."
>>137946"Heh" She makes a strained smile. "I'm not sure that's advisable."
"You hear voices? I think I hear something too. But I want to see the ritual chamber. I want to see whatever physical artifacts they left behind."
>>137947Silver nods, decides to put the book he had grabbed back in the cardboard box, and carefully leads Pear up to the ritual chamber.
>>137948Silver goes into the hallway, and for a moment it seems as if the distant conversation continues. But soon enough he is to a stairwell, taking him upstairs to the entrance foyer of the Chapel. Entering into the room with the high ceiling, Silver can see that the floor is cleaned, and most pews - some charred, broken, or even chopped - have been moved to the side, or perhaps even removed. But simple cleaning could not, and did not, remove all of blackened spots from the rear of the room, nor the dark, blackish spots near the center. Silver can see the two stone altars there are on the raised platform, not unlike as they were before.
>>137949"And here is where magic happened, so to speak."
>>137951She walks forward. Slowly. Trying to look at everything, and take it in.
“Do you... want to tell me again, what that magic was?”
>>137952"Primarily necromantic, which was used to bring back multiple dead cultists, but Boek also used mind-control magic to make living but unwilling cultists attack us, and he launched explosive fireballs at our group."
>>137953“Well... You haven’t disappointed me yet.”
She slowly walks up towards the altars, standing above one, holding out a hoof over it, and looking back to Silver
>>137954"Those altars are where sacrifices were bound."
>>137955She stares down at them
“I figured as much. I’ve seen similar things in the South-East, in my studies”
>>137956Silver trots over to where she's standing.
"I must admit, I did not know there was standard for sacrifical altars."
>>137957“Well, there are only so many ways to conduct a sacrifice. You can kill them as they are kneeling, or sitting, or prostrate, but you don’t need an altar for that, and the action isn’t necessarily raised above for observers to see. Hanging hasn’t been popular, nor has crucifixion, for the purpose of sacrifice anyways. Burning is at least kind of popular, including with Maarists. Especially with Maarists... but if you want to sacrifice a subject before a crowd, laying them down on a raised altar is one of the best ways to do it.”
>>137958"Huh...there must be lot of cultures and religions that perform sacrifices."
>>137959“Well... more than none, let’s say. Usually it’s a rare practice even within the religion.”
>>137960Silver looks up through the windows in ritual chamber.
"When Boek invoked Maar's power, it changed moonlight coming through windows. Does Maar have influence over moon, in Griffon beliefs?"
>>137961“Not the moon
per se... what lurks within the moon, or what hides in the craters, or on the far side, or in the dark voids surrounding... maybe. The moon light is a sort of fueling energy, it is thought.”
>>137962"...there is dark side of moon?"