There was no more suicide tooth—just a hole in her gums where it had once sat. Major Fischer was helpless. “They better not try and mount a rescue.” Of course, they would have no way of knowing where she had been taken. Even she didn’t know, though she had heard the proper noun “Ponyville” several times already, and suspected it was there. From her study of the maps, that meant she was near the interior of Equestria, in the worst possible location for mounting an expedition.