The hair on the back of my neck stands up as I hear the car pull up alongside us; I glance over at it and see both windows on this side roll down. I yell out to Rarity, “Stay away from the car, they’ll probably try to grab you or—” I cut myself off as I see the driver pull out what looks to be a pistol.

“Are they going to shoot us!?” Rarity screams in panic.

“Nah, that’s stupid, why would they?” My eyes widen in shock as I see the guy in the backseat pull out a weapon and aim it right at Rarity. He aims down the barrel, and I watch as he fires it directly at her.