Karl looked at Eugene with confused look on his face. "Why on Ea- i mean Equestria would i try to kill you!? Plus, i don't wanna break the needle between the blade..." He said, showing the needle built in between the blade. He then gave Eugene a wild look as the red liquid inside the needle began to faintly glow. "Unless you wan't me to try and kill you! Hehehe..." He looked at Eugene, holding a hoof on the blade as if he was showcasing it.
*Darts back*What is that stuff?Is that...Blood?What the buck is wrong with you?And where can i get one of those?
Karl began laughing at the colt infront of him. "Hahaha, trust me, it's worse than blood! It's a special concoction me and a friend made up!" He chuckled, and put the blade back in the holster. "Plus, it's homemade, don't think you can get it anywhere else than from me!" He sat down and smiled at Eugene. "I would be able to make you one, if you could bring the appropriate materials, if you wish." He then sighed and said, "I'm not as crazy as one might think."
"ENOUGH!" cried Stella. She bucked the knife out of Karl's hoof. "You are fools! Stop trying to kill each other! It will not work! You will come back to life. You are stuck here. There is no escape, not even death! I should know." said Stella, putting her head down. "We have to learn to get along. Always stick with someone you can trust. Her illusions are powerful, as you have seen. Do not ever underestimate her. She is now in your head. She can tell you what to say, or do. She controls you, like a puppet. If you can't get along, I shall walk away from your existence. I will not be there to help you. You will be in the darkness forever. You might not be scared now, but you will soon enough. She doesn't even have to do anything, and she will still make you frightened. War is not the answer. It doesn't exist here." Stella grabbed the knife in her teeth and handed it to Rashall. "He shall hold it until you learn to get along."
"No." Karl looked at Stella. "War doesn't exist in my eyes either." His words sounded cold, soulless. He walked over to a wall, punching it as hard as he could, forming cracks in it. He then turned to Stella, and tilted his head and smiled. "Only death and life exist in my eyes." He pointed at the knife Rashall was holding in. "And that knife contains my whole life."
It kinda looks like..Nightmare Moon...Oh...Wait...*Maze is very confused at this point*Is that real or...?
Stella turned around to glance at the dark figure behind her. "Ni har förvisad mig mörker. Du har vunnit striden. Min själ är låst i din. Lämna oss vara, och för evigt låsa mitt hjärta bort." said Stella. The dark figure disenagrated away to blowing saind, and then dissolved in the air. She shut her eyes, trying to find the tranquility she once had, before all this.
Uniqua lay, still burying her face in the mattress. Her head suddenly shot up, realizing something about Stella. "WhiteStar! Oh, it's you, isn't it?" she exclaims, jumping up and looking at Stella. "WhiteStar, what happened to you?"
"I didn't know it was Uniqua. I haven't heard her voice in so long." Said Stella, wiping off the tears with her hoof.
"I've never been quite sure. A song, a prayer, a door? She changes her mind. This place breathes. It lives. As long as it lives, we're stuck here." (Ok, lets pause for the others to catch up.)
Uniqua looks up. "Stella, you said something about a song. If we try, we might be able to get out of here!" (Come on, keep it alive guys!)
