After several more hours of listening to the ghost's stories, the ghost retires to her hauntings for the night and Daring Do finally gets some much-needed sleep. She can't believe she actually talked with a ghost. She's still trying to wrap her head around the thought. She can focus more on that in the morning, however, because right now, all she wants to do is sleep. Her eyes soon close and she turns over onto her back. She then begins to snore. She's out cold. As she sleeps, she can't help but dream about Somnambula's ghost.
Meanwhile, Somnambula's ghost is looking over the hill at the town that holds her name. "Ah, my old village, my old family, and friends, I wonder if they miss me," she sighs. "I wonder if they know I'm even gone. I know old Crocus Apple does. He is the town historian after all." She then turns and looks toward the pyramid. A tear then falls from her eye and lands on the ground. She misses her fellow ponies and wishes she wasn't gone, dead, out of their lives. After all, she sees how much she meant to them. She sees the statue of her decorated in Glopaz and another tear falls from her eye. "I miss you." She says hauntingly. "If only you knew how much." She then fades back into the ghostly plane. There, she'll join up with the ghost of her lover, the prince and they will look over the ponies from the ghostly plane smiling all the while.