Emerald grabs the rod and…

Nothing.

All he wanted was to be taken to Joyride.

As if that thought flew through his head and into the staff, his forelegs are suddenly jerked straight forward. He holds on for dear life, terror rising as he clings the best he can to the rod. The colt doesn’t know what is going on, especially since all he can see through his eyes are streaking white lights. It feels like the life is being sapped straight out of him, and as the whole event continues he feels his consciousness slip away…

Emerald sits bolt upright, breathing hard and looking around. He’s in some sort of wooden cottage. The whole thing is nearly dilapidated, and he shivers as he watches snow flit slowly down from a few of the holes in the ceiling above. He looks down to see he is laying on a bed and covered with a rather thin, moth eaten sheet. The bed isn’t much better looking, and he can see some loose springs and… Stains. The debris in the room is odd, almost like the it has been thrown around haphazardly, with chairs overturned, shelving torn from it’s shelves and flung everywhere, and tables thrown aside.

He glances around the room and sees three doors. Two of these are broken, and he can tell they are a bathroom and closet. The third is closed. There is a window next to the bed, and looking out he sees a bluff marked with small patches of snow. He also spots a very familiar looking Unicorn. The very one he was looking for.

Emerald gets to his hooves, but stumbles. He catches himself, and makes his way to the third door, which seems to lead to a ruined living room. Almost the entire roof has collapsed in this room. In the small areas that aren’t covered by snow or trash Emerald can see a well-worn rug that is so dirty he can’t even imagine what the original color was.

There are two doors leading off this room, as well as the front door to the house.

What does Emerald do?

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A poll was made for if Emerald should use the beacon.

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