"This, this is not possible," she whispered while she wiped away her tears. It was in an attempt to gain a better vision at the object that had gotten her attention. She came closer with every step and it became clear to her. The whole bed of her little sister had come crashing down onto the ground. The ceiling wasn't able to hold it anymore and gave way during the fire. So it looked it from her perspective. But it was a half burned something that laid upon it, that caught her attention the most. The unicorn shook her head in pure and utter disbelief. She allowed her magic flow to open itself and indulge her horn in the blue aura. "Please, don't let it be possible," whispered Rarity with a tone that spoke against all of the odds. For the first time in ages was she scared. She was scared for whatever it was that laid on the burned bed. It couldn't have been that way, right?