“Don’t have much choice,” the bat said, sounding a little queasy. “I can’t just jump down and hope I land in Equestria.” There was a brief blur beside Olivia, as some of the dust from the surface of the platform was blasted away by his jump. They started to rock for a few seconds, until the gyroscope corrected. She could see a little trail through the empty air, a trail of colder space. Here’s hoping they don’t have very good detectors.