Rarity had walked back up to the ground level and closed the door behind her. With the lock that fell back into place had she sealed the basement from the world once more. The unicorn proceeded on making her way back over to the cleaned living room. There she sat down in a small chair. She allowed herself the time to let all the past events sink in her mind. But she slowly came to the realization that she could be a creature of myth, legends and even darker folklore. A kind of ponies unspoken of by most other races that dwelled in their land.