A fair sized gathering of Changelings were roaming through one of the adjacent tunnels down the one you were facing now, when one of the assembled mass saw you. Given you'd have no issues with it, since the entirety of this hive was composed of Changelings after all, with you being the exception, but there was something definitive about this group. That being that they were clearly wandering around with what seemed like torn banners with your name written in what appeared to be blood on them, as well as what seemed like a full body depiction of you hanging from a rope. Damn, you didn't think pony world could get so dark that they'd form a hate mob to lynch you.