Rarity has been overcome with stress in recent days. She hasn't got any good sales, and she is far overdue to make outfits for celebrities. All she wants to happen is for it to all end, no matter what that would mean. She never wants to feel again.

Horrifying maiming cases are being formed right as Zecora gets hired as Crime Case Detective. Zecora is assigned the task of finding who did the awful crimes. Zecora finds herself not ready for the path ahead of her, but she is already too deep in it. She accidentally finds herself stuck in a trap that is thousands of years old, from which there is no return to the old world, except through madness. Zecora finds only trouble. Deep, dark, trouble.

This is a fic that was barely started before I lost interest. The writing is pretty awful, but I left it up just because.