Opening her eyes to get an idea where she was turned out to be a grave mistake.  For a moment, she expected to find someone next to her; a few nights out on the town had ultimately resulted in a similar loss of memory and lack of clothing.  While the unfamiliar room wasn’t a total shock, the fact that there were two small ponies studying her was.  One of them had an empty syringe in its mouth.  She screamed loud enough to wake the dead and grabbed the first weapon at hand, which happened to be the breakfast tray.