You blink as you suddenly appear in a bright, cluttered laboratory, surrounded by strange magical apparatus and the faint scent of ozone. A purple pony with a wild mane, glasses perched on her nose, stares at you in shocked disbelief—her large, naked form towering over piles of books and glowing crystals. She opens her mouth, clearly just as bewildered as you are, but neither of you speaks for a long moment. Where are you, and how did you get here?