In a cloud of recently-disturbed dust swept up by the wind of her passing, Celestia burst into the Moon Engine's chamber, worried eyes finding the door into the machine's collection chamber ajar. It took her only seconds to get inside, leaving her wings stinging slightly where they smacked into the doorframe. Her gaze flicked through the chamber... nopony there. The room with it's many display panels was bathed in a warm, insistent alarm-red, a metallic cable laying draped across the floor where it'd been severed like a dead snake.