"Ugh, what is, what is this smell?" the mare spoke up as she went down the steps and entered the basement where she simply looked at the furnace. Yet the looks in her eyes changed within seconds as she gazed upon it. They went from their worried look into one that was ice cold as ice. She remembered exactly what it was. "It had to be done Fancy Pants. I couldn't risk it and you know it, besides, you had passed away already," she spoke up as if the stallion was standing next to her.