The only way out of Sapphire's apartment was to walk through the kitchen. Dread filled the mare's heart.,"I can do this," she muttered to herself, although the other part of her conflicting emotions told her this was suicide. A light fuchsia glow encompassed the doorknob. Sapphire shook with fright, her heart skipping a beat as the door swung open and flames rolled into the hallway. She lifted her front hooves and began to panic. What was I thinking? I can't just stroll though the fire! she thought her herself. "Help! Somepony! Anypony!" her cries of distress became sobs. "Please..." Saph knew she would miss the wedding. She knew she would miss seeing the first steps of her unborn foal. Yet, she felt oddly calm about this all.