“Another bust. At this rate, I don’t think I’ll be able to find anything by the time Twilly gets here.” I walked down the street back towards the entrance to the neighborhood I was in currently, and took a left at the first intersection. “It’s like everypony here has some sort of collective amnesia. Is it a side effect from being trapped in ice for a thousand years, or is some outside force suppressing their memories?” I let out a sigh as I took another left and entered the adjacent neighborhood. "Whatevers causing it, it's making my job a lot harder." I knocked on the door and waited for the pony inside to answer.