... So. Um.

Annie-- the other Annie, not me, the Librarian one-- just sorta fucked off into a portal to a fucking wasteland? She's going to go get stronger so she can help us kick that Jonathan dude's ass. She says thanks for all the people who brought her shit, and we all just gotta stay strong and have hope and shit. Kinda too Disney for me, but whatever, she was pretty cool. Kinda hot. [SHE WAS AN OLD LADY...]

Also the whole world was destroyed in a war and shit. Ghosts in the machine. Mayfield will be made perfect. Everyone wants to die. The failure must be corrected. "I am Zemekis. I am Lucille. I am Mayfield. And I am awake."

[She groans loudly, and the sound of a head hitting a table can be heard.] This shit is way too heavy for me. Fuck everything.

[Action - 754 Partridge Drive]

[The post had come and Harry was surprised to see a package come. He hadn't asked for anything, hadn't even left the house or answered the phone since the party at the Lupins.

Opening it, Harry found a long thin piece of wood. If it hadn't been for Sirius, he wouldn't have known what it was at all. It was a wand. Frowning in confusion, Harry just laid it down and continued eating his breakfast.]

[Phone - Calling Sirius, but open to anyone]

Hi. Sirius? I think your wand came to me in the post. Do you want to come and get it?

[action - 1485 Kramden]

[Remus, like many others in the past week or so, has received a package in the mail. It's the first time this has ever happened to him, so he's wide-eyed and apprehensive as he tears open the brown paper packaging and lifts the lid to find--

Nothing.

Nothing but a sudden, sinking feeling in his chest.]


[phone - open]

So tell me. Has anyone ever received an empty package in the mail?

Phone

Hello, everyone. My name is Twilight Sparkle. As we all know, this most recent of Mayfield's events came with many losses...perhaps more than the carnival. Friends, family, fellow captives to Mayfield's will...our numbers are plummeting as we step closer to the end and I worry that by the time it happens...there won't be anyone left to escape.

I'm not claiming to be an expert in how Mayfield works. Some of you may choose to laugh at what I have to say and I'm okay with that. What I have to say is strongly based on the beliefs I've held true to my life long before Mayfield, beliefs that extend beyond Equestria and to all of our worlds, to all of our hearts...that faith lies in the power of friendship.

We're only going to make it through however much time we have left if we pull together our efforts, our strengths, our weaknesses and our hearts. This isn't about any one being, human or otherwise, being better than the others or having any better chances of survival than the others; this is about coming together and picking ourselves up from each tragedy the town throws at us. Right now, I believe the most important thing is helping each other recover through these dark times so we can better brace ourselves for whatever may happen next.

I would be lying to you if I said I wasn't hurt from this event. I may not have gone through the portals, I but had friends who did...and many of them didn't return. I'm one of the many in need of comfort...and that's why I'm willing to lend an ear to anyone else who's in pain. This isn't about comparing who's worse off and who's not; this is about reaching out to each other and helping everyone stand back up, no matter how far they've fallen.

If anyone needs someone to talk to about anything at all...I'm here for you. I'll be here for you for as long as I possibly can.

How could you let this happen?!