“I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Gray, but I just realized I may have left my sewing machine on fire.” She darted for the nearest exit, leaving an extremely befuddled pony behind her.  The moment she was clear of unwanted eyes she teleported up to her chambers and found a scroll and parchment, she jotted a quick note to Luna before setting the scroll ablaze.  It dissipated into a thin cloud of smoke.  It would appear in front of Luna in seconds, but Celestia did not have the time to wait for a reply.  She teleported herself down to the hospital room, which housed the alien.  She inspected the room.  The life support machines were wrecked and strewn about the floor.  The bed was empty.  Celestia’s sudden arrival scared the hay out of two guards who were attending to a slowly recovering nurse pony.  