Title:           Anon's Story 4
Author:          YFNAnon
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First Edit:      Sunday 16th of April 2017 10:34:26 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 16th of April 2017 10:34:26 PM CDT

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>Seemingly random images swirl around you in the darkness
>They seem blurry, but as you focus you begin to see them a bit clearer
>It’s only as they continue to fade in and out do you realize what they are
>Images of the people you know
>The people you’ve known
>Your life now, and in the past
>However every image has one thing in common, they’re all bad memories
>Some little things like the multiple times you’ve spilled spaghetti in the past few days
>Others though, much more
>You can’t help but feel a little overwhelmed with just how many moments in time are on display around you
>Like a greatest hits collection, but instead of greatest accomplishments it’s all failures
>Through it all though, you get the strangest feeling that you’re not alone
>A spine-chillingly familiar voice rings out in your head
>”So looking at all this, do you really think they’ll accept you?”
>Shadowfright stands above you like an indomitable mountain, but for some reason he feels wrong
>Like he belongs with the bad memories swirling around you
>”This isn’t really what I was expecting, from even a half-baked hero…”
>Shaking his head he walks away his footsteps echoing in the void
>”This isn’t all you’ve got, is it?”
>As he walks away you realize that you’re staring up at him from the floor
>You don’t remember being here a second ago
>Pain riddles your slump form as he stares at you impatiently from afar
>”Show me what you've got.”
>For the first time in wherever you are you feel an incredible amount of emotion besides shame and sadness
>Anger, frustration, and resent fill you to the brim
>Like a cup overfilling with water you can’t help but let those emotions out
>But you feel like the only way to is in defiance
>So you try to stand up, but your limbs heavy and numb refuse to obey
>Trying once more is met with the same result, failure
>You can’t let it end like this
>You feel like you have to stand up
>That you NEED to
>Even if you get the feeling that you shouldn’t
 
>However it doesn’t matter if you can or can’t as you begin to fall into the pool of darkness
>Looking up you can see the suited shadow man fade into the distance
>Everything feels so quiet and distant as you begin to float in the nothing
>You have nothing more to do than keep track of time as a strange wave of melancholy takes over
>At first you no longer feel your pain
>Then as the seconds turn to minutes you lose feeling in your limbs
>As they turn to hours you begin to lose feeling in the entirety of your body
>When it finally feels as though days have passed you no longer feel anything
>Just the emptiness of darkness
>You can’t seem to remember what feeling even was like
>It’s only a distant memory as you try to think
>However thinking in itself is becoming hard as you try to keep track of time in this void
>You think therefore you are, but what happens if you stop thinking in a place where you’re not even sure the other bits of you exist?
>You try to focus on this question so you won’t have to find out its answer
>Just as the taxing process of thought becomes too much to bear you hear something
>The sound of shattering glass it echoes all around you
>The darkness that was choking your senses seems to loosen its stranglehold on you
>Without anything actually changing the void seems lighter
>You still can’t feel your body, but you don’t feel scared for not being able to do so anymore
>Sound once again graces your newly returned senses as you can hear what sounds like the rumbling of a car fade in and out
>Voices follow with that, but you can only catch bits and pieces
>”What---- yo----- she---n-----ering?”
>”I---en-------n’t----et----ough---r.”
>”Girls----see----seeing?”
>”Good lord…”
>Straining to listen in further you’re met with nothing before an overwhelming noise assaults your ears
>The sound of static seems to increase as you feel, cold?
 
>Your eyes snap open in shock as you awaken with a start
>With your heart racing you can feel your body slick in a cold sweat
>Staring at the cream colored ceiling you try to wrangle your heavy breathing into a more relaxed state
>You’re having trouble doing so as various thoughts race through your head over and over
>Mostly the one major thing you took away from your encounter with the shadowy bird man named Shadowfright
>You’re not strong, not by a long-shot
>Were the past five years for nothing!?
>Did you really even focus on improving yourself at all?!
>After all thinking back on it, you’ve had this fact reaffirmed more than a couple times already
>Once by Chrissy and just the sheer terror she could inspire in you
>You couldn’t even muster the courage to move, until your pin helped you
>Hell, just meeting Nihilem
>It was like being manhandled by a god
>Another time by Gilda in the park
>Had Trixie not been there…
>Once more with Aria and that superhero dude
>But you put up a decent fight
>Though you probably shouldn’t be too happy as to why
>Then there’s finally that smiling man
>You don’t even know what the hell he did
>Even as what you saw flashes in your mind you can’t see what happened
>You ball your hands into fists as you remember every run in you’ve had
>You don’t know if what Shadowfright said is right, and honestly you don’t care
>You still need to get stronger
>Even after how hard you've tried...
>The cream colored ceiling begins to blur slightly
>Or maybe you just need to find someone else who is…
>Streaks of moisture manifest themselves on your face as you clench your jaw in frustration
>Maybe you should just stop thinking about this for now though
>You sniffle silently as you close your eyes
>It’s really not good to cry so much since it won’t change anything
>Well, it’s never really worked before anyways
 
>Yea, just need to focus on right now
>It's dumb to think you could just beat magic by being physically strong
>You're just mad right now
>Breathing deeply you start rubbing the tears welling up in your eyes
>Only to flinch in pain as you touch your right eye
>Oh fuck that’s right
>Shadowfright hit you in the face, a lot
>You lie there with your eyes closed trying to sort through the almost melting pot of feelings you have
>The feeling you get when you wake up from the occasional mini-coma, feelings of inadequacy, and the dull pain of a black eye
>Shit, you’re supposed to stop focusing on that stuff
>Opening your eyes once more you stare at the creamy ceiling while snorting a bit of snot
>Wait, you don’t have cream colored walls like that…
>Actually you don’t really remember what happened at the end there
>So that brings to light a very important question that you should answer
>Where are you?
>Maybe sitting up would help?
>You always have the brightest ideas
>Moving to sit up you instantly start regretting your bright idea
>Twisting your torso up you feel soreness spread through your body with a vengeance
>You hug yourself in an attempt to relive some of it, but only cause more pain to course through your arms
>Yea that was a bad idea
>You’d flop back into bed, but you think that’d probably be an even worse idea at this point
>Looking down at your tensed body you can see that you are in fact covered in bruises
>Well, more peppered with them at this point
>Though you suppose you should be happy they aren’t worse
>With the amount of bruising you have, you’ll be fine
>Probably
>Sure, it’ll hurt like a motherfucker to do pretty much any physical activity, but you’ve hurt yourself like this before
>It was just before you didn’t have anyone to thank for it besides yourself
>Really will have to thank Shadowfright for them
>You can feel your mind begin to drift towards your conversation with him
 
>Squeezing your eyes shut you try to force your thoughts away from that
>Remember, more important things to worry about
>Like the whole where you are, or even more important, what happened to your clothes?
>Opening your eyes drift back down to your bruised body
>Besides looking like you took a tumble through an ink factory you’re only wearing your tank top and underwear
>Though you do recall your armor being pretty beat up last you remember
>Looking up you decide to scan the rest of the room instead of dwell on that train of thought
>You seem to be on a bed nestled in the corner of the room
>There’s a closet sitting between a shelf with a few trinkets and the wall a bit past the foot of the bed
>Then there’s also the prominent white wood door and a wood desk on the right wall
>Oh wait, there’s a window and a bedside drawer right next to you on the wall behind you
>Oh double wait!
>Beside the little lamp on the bedside drawer being illuminated by a ray of sunshine is a glass of water, and even better than that, what looks like some ibuprofen!
>Those glorious little miracles in the form of pills!
>You grab 3 of the little morsels and drown them down the hatch with a drink of water
>You can’t help but swallow the whole glass as the icy cold liquid trickles down your parched throat
>Ah, nothing hits the spot more than water after you wake from the dead
>Letting out a content sigh you place the glass back down on the bedside drawer
>Well that’s certainly going to help you with the pain
>Check one problem off the ever expanding list
>Maybe you should find some more clothes, or answer that where you are thing, or get something to eat cause you’re hungrier than a cannibal in a maternity ward
>You stop as you think about that for a moment
>Or would nursery be a bett—
>You’re startled out of your pondering by the sudden creaking of the door
 
>Swinging open the door you hum the wondercolts theme to yourself as step into the guest bedroom
>You stop mid-stride as you see Anon’s up and at em
“Well look who’s finally awake!”
>He sits there seemingly stunned before looking away
>Blinking with a half-smile he quietly chuckles
>”Heh, yea; how long was I out?”
>You walk over to the foot of the bed and place the towel and toiletries down
>Whipping out your phone you check the time
>4:05pm
>Nodding you crunch your face up with a smile
“Just about 12 hours or so.”
>He nods slowly before staring at his feet
>Blinking he opens his mouth and closes it like he wants to say something
>Leaning against the wall you stare at him from the end of the bed
“Got something you wanna ask?”
>He looks to you before snapping his gaze down to the right
>”Well it’s just uhh, so instead of asking how long I was out I probably should’ve just asked what time it is…”
>You let loose a giggle at his embarrassment
>Here you were thinking something was actually up
>You were a bit worried considering the condition he was in this morning
>Shaking your head you smile
“It’s 4:05.”
>Grunting he nods
>”So another real quick question, where are we?”
>Snapping your fingers you point to him with a finger gun
“Well you are in for a treat because you are in none other than the Rainbow Dash’s own abode.”
>Waving your hand with a flourish you hold it out as you pose against the wall
“I know this room may not impress, but I assure you my room is the epicenter of all things awesome for over 20 miles.”
>Anon’s chuckle devolves into a light cough as he holds his side
>”Please don’t make me laugh at such a good joke, it hurts.”
>Putting on your own wryly smile to match his you fake scoff
“Yea whatever, you can say that now, but when I give you the grand tour of the place I’m sure it’ll knock your socks off.”
 
>Pointing to Anon’s covered feet you smirk
“Course you’re gonna have put some on first.”
>He smiles before closing his eyes
>”Like your room is that cool.”
>However speaking of socks
>You pat the toiletries at the foot of the bed lightly
“Before then though, take a shower dude; you reek.”
>He gives you a puzzled look
>”I do not, I smell fantastic!”
>You raise a smug eyebrow as his face grows more uncertain
>Looking down at his armpit he lifts his arm up and takes a little sniff
>You can’t help but notice the subtle wince he made as he lifted his arm
>Hopefully he doesn’t feel nearly as bad as he looks
>”Ok, maybe just maybe I could use some soap.”
>You cock your head to the side
“Really dude? I’ve smelt the end of wondercolt practices that were fresher than you are.”
>Putting his arm back in his lap he rolls his eyes
>”Well, I guess I really must stink if YOU say so.”
>Crossing your arms you step away from the wall
“And what’s that supposed to mean, mean green stink machine?”
>He scoffs as he grins at you
>”Just means that you seem like the smelly type, ya know the kind who smells?”
>Your mouth hangs open slightly as you comprehend what he just did
“Was that a crappy attempt at a play on words?”
>Blowing air through pursed lips he looks out the window
>”Pft pffft no, maybe…”
>Shaking your head you turn to the door
“Take a shower, think of a better reply, and we can continue from there.”
>Sighing he chuckles
>”Sure sure, where’s the shower and some clothes?”
>You point to the wardrobe as you continue towards the door
“AJ and Rarity gnabbed a pair of your clothes and your shower stuff.”
>Stopping at the door frame your do a 180
“Bathroom is right across the hall, can't miss it.”
>Nodding he smiles softly
>”Thanks...”
“No prob Anon, come downstairs when you’re all freshened up.”
>You give him a thumbs up as you moonwalk out of the door frame and down the hall
 
>You watch Rainbow moonwalk out of view before chuckling once more
>Hm, you wouldn’t have thought it last night, but boy are you happy Rainbow acts the way she do
>Ain’t nothing like a little real life shit-tier bants to lift your spirits when you’re low
>Is this why everyone does it in the comments sections?
>You sigh with a smile before eyeing the towel with your things on top of it
>While you appreciate being able to shower with your own stuff, you don’t really know how to feel about AJ and Rares getting your stuff without you
>Honestly the fact that you’ve had so many people over in your place is weird enough, and that’s not taking into account that ALL of them were girls
>Though you did sorta beat the shit out of at least two of them…
>You shake your head
>No, now’s not time for those thoughts!
>You gotta shower and meet up with Rainbow
>She’s probably actually somewhat hype about showing you her house
>After all she was practically like a dog wagging her tail when you let her show you her goal kicking skills
>Though this does bring to mind another very important question…
>Why the hell did her parents just let her bring an injured guy into her place and NOT call the cops?
>Definitely gonna have to ask her about that one
>You stiffly swing your legs over and onto the ground
>Yep, this is gonna hurt a bit
>Breathing deeply you grab the towel care package
>Hopefully the ibuprofen kicks in soonish
>Though a hot shower should actually soothe you a bit too
>Ok, you’ll get up real quick and quickly close the distance between you and the fantastic warm rejuvenating water of the shower
>It’ll be easy
>Just gotta stand up…
 
>You sit on the couch hugging your legs to your chest as you flip through channels on the tv
>You can’t quite nail down what you’re going to say to Anon
>After all it’s not like you can just tell him you froze when he was rolling on the ground looking like he was gonna die…
>Though he doesn’t seem too or at least doesn’t look like he remembers
>You certainly do though
>You’ve been in plenty of jams before, but for some reason…
>The air of that place, and the look on his face…
>It was like you couldn’t move
>Heh, and you call yourself a friend
>What kind of friend can’t even be there when they’re needed?
>You stare into the glow of the tv as you berate yourself
>You shake your head as you start to drift off too deep into thought
>Hopefully he’ll be up for just hanging out for a bit while the others talk with Celestia and Luna
>If you recall you were told you just need to keep his mind off the past few days and help him relax
>Though you’re not really big on the whole relaxing thing yourself lately…
>The life of a super awesome athlete slash world saving super powered heroine can be tiring sometimes
>Maybe after showing him your room you can take a walk to the mall?
>It should be sunny for a bit longer, and it is pretty nice outside
>Walking will do him good if he aches half as much as he looks like he does
>Or you guys could always play some more Super Street Crusher Physic—
>You stop suddenly as you come to the news
>You can’t help but notice the EXPLOSIONS IN THE NIGHT scrolling across the screen
>”In the early hours of the morning several explosions were reported at the Fancy Pants and Co. building on Mane St.”
>What?!
 
>The reporter reads off a teleprompter with feigned concern as you focus in
>”An apparent fault in the infrastructure of the building is the supposed cause.”
>The video cuts to the Fancy Pants and Co. building in a state of ruin
>Gaping holes in the side of the building along with collapsed sections of the warehouse greets your eyes
>What on earth could’ve happened after you left?
>Did Platinum do this?
>”Both stationed guards while patrolling the warehouse were injured in the blasts.”
>You completely forgot about the guards!
>You were so busy dealing with getting separated and then jumped
>The footage transitions to several shots of ambulances and other rescue vehicles surrounding the back end
>”However, due to the ASC’s on site automated alarm system enabling a speedy response time both officers are now safely in stable condition.”
>Well that’s somewhat of a relief
>While you and your friends may have been a bit in over your heads at the very least it seems like the guards you went in to help ended up ok
>Thank god Platinum was there
>Had things kept going like they were, well you don’t know…
>Blinking you stare at your rainbow colored toe socks
>Wiggling your toes you tune out the news
>You’re getting a bit hungry
>Not to mention that you have been meaning to get some new running shoes
>Your old ones are starting to slip and slide again
>Maybe you actually should go to the mall?
>What’s the worst that can happen?
>The sound of heavy footsteps descending the stairs draws your attention from your thoughts
>Oh, didn’t think he’d be done already
>Switching the tv off you stand up and look to the stairway expectantly
 
>Oh man do you feel good
>You haven’t felt so relaxed in ages
>You know it’s probably a combination of the fact you don’t take medicine very often, the past days being literally the most stressful you’ve had, and that fucking shower
>Jimmy john Christmas that shower
>That shower was unreal
>You honestly weren’t sure if that thing even was a shower before you turned it on
>Thing seems more akin to belonging in an H. G. Wells book than a bathroom
>So many knobs and twisty bits
>Not even mentioning the touchscreen controls!
>But oh-ho-oh boy when you turned it on
>You stop at the foot of the stairs and stare down the carpeted steps
>You may feel really good and all, but are you THAT good?
>Looking down at your leg you lift it up to hip level
>Oh wait a sec, it was your torso not your legs that hurt
>Well, neither hurt too much now thanks to the modern miracle of drugs
>Shrugging you start your descent down the fuzzy steps
>You think you hear a tv or something before silence takes over
>Getting down halfway you spot Rainbow standing in what looks like a living room, and HOLY SHIT THAT TV!
>That thing has gotta be like 100 inches at least!
>Pretending not to notice that monstrosity of a tv you lazily wave to Rainbow
“Yo.”
>She smirks back at you
>”Finally, didn’t think it’d take you that long.”
>Hey, that shower was like actual rocket science
>It may have been awesome, but fuck if you weren’t fumbling around for a few minutes trying to figure it out
>You’re not gonna let her know that though
>She’ll make fun of you for it if last night was any indicator
>Best to show no weakness lest she pounce on it like a lion
>Playing it cool you throw a side-ways smile towards her right
“Yea well, some of us actually like to get extra clean; ya know, wash behind the ears and everything.”
 
>Giving you a skeptical smirk and a nod Rainbow points back up the stairs
>”Yea ok, well you’re gonna want to just go right back up those stairs.”
>You raise your own eyebrow as she walks towards the staircase
“Why, I just got here and everything?”
>Leaning on the handrail with her elbow she props her face up with her hand as she stares up at you with big lavender half circles
>”Did you forget already?”
>You forget a lot of things
>Some by choice, but mostly because you’re too busy thinkin about other stuff
>Though you may need to start considering you might have minor brain damage due to constant violent trauma to the head
>Deciding not to pretend you answer as clearly and concisely as possible
“Yea probably.”
>Her face slides down her head as her jaw hangs open
>”I have to show you the most awesome part of the house, my room!”
>Oh yea that, you totally didn’t forget
>She was going to show you around
>Damn, she looks kinda looks like you just kicked over her sandcastle and told her santa isn’t real
>Is it that big a deal to her?
>Of course it is, you just kinda know Rainbow and you already KNOW how she is
>Like a kid who wants to share the coolest thing they have
>It’s just that in this case the coolest thing is herself and all her stuff
>Time for a bit of damage control
“I mean, I just thought you’d save that for last. Ya know, save the best for last and all that?”
>Waving her hand around as if to perish the thought she smiles
>”Pfft as if, this is a Rainbow Dash tour mi amigo, and you know what that means?”
>You don’t, but you get the feeling you’re about to
>Holding her pointer finger up with one hand and her other on her hip she proudly exclaims with gutso
>”On a Rainbow Dash tour we only see the awesome places starting and ending with the most awesome!”
 
>Only see the awesome places starting and ending with the most awesome?
>Wait a second!
>You squint your eyes and point an accusatory finger gun at Rainbow
“Doesn’t that mean we only visit one location?”
>Smiling a wide toothy smile she snatches your finger gun in her hand and steps past you
>”Don’t worry about that now, come on! We gotta get started already!”
>Gently dragging you up the steps you can’t help but smile and sigh
>Guess you’re gonna see her room first
>Exiting the stairs you also notice something else as she leads you down the hallway
>Her hand is surprisingly soft
>Furrowing your brow that you notice that out of all of this you’re brought to a halt before a pristine light blue door
>Is that a sticker that says, ”Blaze it” on it?
>Rainbow let’s go of your hand and twirls around to face you
>Noticing your incredulous look she chuckles as she looks where you are
>”That’s just a joke my mom teases my dad with.”
>Oh of course
>You nod smiling before stopping halfway through and doing a double take
“What kind of joke is just slapping a sticker with blaze it on your door even?”
>Wait
“Actually hold up on that note, why even on your door?”
>Here smile gets warmer as she stares down the hall
>”Well you see, my dad’s last name is blaze and there was a little joke that he and his friends had in high school.”
>You watch her lean back against the door and close her eyes as her smile grows
>”See apparently he did a lot of dangerous stunts in high school without thinking twice regardless of what it was.”
>Sounds completely safe
>”It got to the point that whenever they would dare each other to do stupid stuff they would say to blaze it!”
>Doesn’t that already mean something else?
 
>”Supposedly because of one of those blaze it moments my mom and dad met.”
>How romantic?
>”Mom was looking through their old year book when she saw it scribbled all over my dad’s.”
>Rainbow points to the sticker with a snicker
>”It didn’t take her long before she found out what it meant. She ran off and printed out dozens of em to stick around the house!”
>Wow, that’s some dedication for a joke
>Running a hand through her hair her smile turns a bit more smug
>”So that’s why if you look around enough you’ll find a few of them hidden here and there.”
>While not the weirdest thing you’ve found hidden randomly it’s certainly not something you’d just expect
>Wait, all this talk about her parents has got you thinking!
“Hey Rainbow.”
>She holds a hand up
>”You can call me Dash, we’re friends so it’s cool.”
>You’ll address that another time, instead for now
“Where are your folks anyways?”
>Shrugging she shakes her head
>”I have no clue.”
>Reaching into her skirt pocket she pulls out a folded piece of paper
>”They left this on the fridge but I don’t know if it’s real or not.”
>You take the note and unfold it expecting some coded message or something
>Dear Daughter, we have gone to Florida for an extended vacation love your parents
>What?
>An extended trip to Florida?
>Outta the blue?
>Why does this sound familiar?
>Returning both Rain-Dash’s shrug and paper you shake your head
“Yea I have no idea either.”
>Taking the crumpled note back she shoves it in her skirt pocket
>”Well whatever, we have more important things to worry about!”
>Ah yea, back to the not-really-a-tour tour
>Holding a hand out towards the door your smile
“Well, don’t keep me in suspense.”
 
>Assuming an odd pose Rai-Dash smiles
>”Now I don’t want to hype it up too much here, but let me tell you some stuff in advance!”
>Oh boy, you get the feeling what she has to say will be absolutely, riveting
>”First, I know what you’re thinking and yes, this is indeed where all the magic happens.”
>Not even close to what you had on your mind
>”And while I assure you I do enjoy it, I would appreciate it if there was no flash photography in my lair.”
>It’s a lair now?
>Also with what camera?
>Oh shit you left your phone in your tactical vest!
>Will have to grab that later
>”Oh and one last warning before we do this.”
>Oh christ’s sake
>Her face suddenly grows very stern as she looks at you with a Clint Eastwood-esque stare
>”Inside my domain lies a creature older and stronger than time itself…”
>W-what?
>Stepping forward she stares up into your eyes a few inches away
>”The legends call him, Tank.”
>Man, she smells like vanilla
>You just make sure to smell girls close to you reflexively don’t you?
>Stepping back she rests a hand on the door handle before looking over her shoulder
>”Behold!”
>Throwing the door open she holds her arm into her room revealing it like a game show host reveals what’s behind curtain number 3
>Taking a step forward through the threshold you can’t help but be at least a bit curious as to what her room looks like
>Looking around though, standing in the middle of the room you sweeping your gaze all over Dash’s hyped up lair
>Well honestly you’re a bit surprised
>It’s not nearly as dirty as you thought it’d be!
>Hell, besides the odd discarded bit of clothing hanging off the closet door or chair it’s downright clean!
 
>”So, is it awesome or is it AWESOME!”
>Instead of looking to see how dirty the room is you actually give it the once over just to check the aesthetics
>Now that you’re paying more attention to that though
>You have no idea how you missed all the stuff she had!
>There’s a veritable ton of trophies and awards!
>Like god damn, if those were all real gold and silver you’re pretty sure R-Dash
>If Dash melted them down she would be rich
>Stepping up next to you she admires her trophy case with you
>”Oh yea, forgot to mention my horde of gold and other precious metals.”
>You chuckle a bit at that as you look over at the proudly beaming athlete
“You know, the way you’re hyping your room up it’s like you’re trying to paint yourself as a superhero.”
>Shaking her head she walks over to her bed turning around to face you as she leans on the foot of it
>”Well I’ll have you know that I’ve helped save the school three times already.”
>She smirks before falling backwards onto the bed with a *pomf*
>Stretching out she yawns
>”I don’t mean to brag, but I don’t think I’m too far off from being one.”
>You look away from the filled cabinet of awards back at the relaxing Dash
“Eh, maybe.”
>You walk over to the closet before turning to her peering eyes
“But to be a true superhero you need a costume!”
>Closing her eyes with a smile she lets out a small chuckle
>”Heh, if that’s all I need why don’t you open the closet?”
>Open the closet?
>You turn to the slightly ajar door
>You can’t see in the darkness, but you assume it’s clothes
>Though being that it’s her closet you don’t know what to expect
>You grab the door handle and slide it fully open