Compass Rose cleared her throat and began to tell the story.
"Once apon a time, there was a little village, just beyond Everfree. It was a mysterious place with many odd rules. The main one was a curfew that required all ponies, big and small, to stay in their houses once the clock struck 6:00. That curfew was not broken for many years.
One day, a young colt named Swampy Hooves was playing with a new ball. He was having so much fun that he didn't notice the time. It was 7:01. Suddendly, the ball rolled into the forest, so he had no choice but to follow it. He was deep into the forest when he had spotted his ball, when it suddendly dissapered. Swampy Hooves looked up to see the moon had been covered by a cloud. It quickly became pitch black. Swampy continued his search, when suddendly he heard rusting noises all around and an unatural green light illuminated the forest. Some chanting noises were heard and the green light turned red. The noises were coming from the bushes, so Swampy peeked over to see what was happening.
He saw three red figures the size and shapes of ponies. The red was probably a cloak. The chanting stopped. Finally, the tallest figure said "So, we have a rule breaker. A sacrifice to the gods. Bring him and tie him to a tree." Two more figures appeared behind Swampy and took him to a tree. They case some odd magic so that he could not move. "Sillence, young one" Whispered the tall figure. The tall figure took a knife and slit Swampy's throat. The last thing Swamy Hooves saw was a bright flash of light and the other figures chanting "Destroy the village! Destroy the village!"
Compass Rose cleared her throat once more and asked "Was that good for ya?"