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// Entry #30 
// Story: "Hey Twi..." 
// by Flint-Lock 
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Where are you, Twi?

I’ve talked to my remaining friends. They definitely remember you, remember how you “re-united the Three Musketeers”. They tell me how the four of us helped stop the Dazzlings. Whatever took Rainbow and Pinkie, it hasn’t touched you…yet.

So why won’t you answer? Every night for the past few weeks, I’ve been staying up all night, watching your journal like a hawk, waiting to see that beautiful purple glow, that joyous buzz. Sometimes I imagine what you’ll write:  an apology for remaining incommunicado for so long, an explanation for whatever’s going on here; that Rainbow and Pinkie are safe and sound back in Equestria, and that they’ll be coming home soon.

When I finally fall asleep, I dream up hundreds of different scenarios: sometimes I’m in a mental hospital, suffering from some kind of dementia. Other times I find myself in a hospital bed, surrounded by my friends. When my subconscious really wants to mess with me, I’ll have a dream where I wake up to find this whole mess was just a nightmare


Every time, I wake up. Every time, there’s no response.

Sometimes I wonder why I bother writing in this thing. Guess it’s more for myself now than anything else. 

Like if I keep writing this down it’ll start making sense.