"And then she wants me to sleep here... a, possibly, haunted bedroom. Thanks Luna, you're a real help," the mare mumbled before she made her way over to the coffin and opened its lid with care. She had expected the dreadful stench of a decaying, or even a decayed body for that matter, to leave it and was prepared for it. And if there wouldn't have been a body, surely a dozen bats would have come flying out of it, right?