“Not everyone I knew…” Deadlight’s words startled her out of her own thoughts, coming at about the same time as the elevator door opening. There was noise from beyond—lots of mechanical whirring and grinding and pumping. An entire assembly line was through there, heating the room to just below a tolerable maximum heat for organics. “It would have been easier if it was. There were survivors. A few… others, like me. Committed to the cause. Selene had recruited all of us from a young age, trained us. The ones who died, that wasn’t so bad. Everyone dies in the end. The ones who lost their minds, tried to destroy Equestria… revenge was never gonna fix it. The ones living there were our kids too, as much as anypony’s. Good thing Selene wasn’t alive to see the disgrace they made of themselves.”