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// Chapter the fourth - Onwards! 
// Story: Into The Void 
// by Doctor Whooves PhD 
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Chapter the fourth - Onwards!
The Doctor was confused. What in the hay had just happened? Questions whizzed around his head. Who freed Discord again? Why? How was he going to stop him?
Suddenly, the world began to change around him.
The earth shook with a terrible ferocity. Suddenly, everything turned purple, and the Doctor fainted.
When he came too, Canterlot looked a lot different. In fact, he wasn’t quite sure he was still in Canterlot. The whole world seemed to be a random mix of colours.
“What is this place?” The Doctor thought out loud.
At that moment, in a cloud of frogs, Discord reappeared.
“Hello Doctor! Good to see you’re keeping to the rules of the game!”
“Wait what, Rules? You didn’t say anything about rules!”
Discord snickered. “You lost the game.”
The Doctor Face-Hoofed. “Get on with it.”
“Oh, ok fine. There are 3 rules:
Rule the First,” Discord stood up straight, as would a professor, “Is that there will be no unfair manipulation of time and space on your part!”
 Knickers, so no TARDIS,  The Doctor thought.
“Rule the Second: there will be cake!”
“umm... ok…”
“And rule the Third,” Discord started speaking really fast at this point, making it difficult to hear exactly what he was saying, “Therewillbeatonofdangerouslydangerouschallengesthatyoumustfacelikewaterskiingacrossjamaicaandtyingacentipedesshoelacesand-“
“Wait, What?” the Doctor interrupted him, “What kinds of challenges?”
Discord smirked. “Oh, hell if I know. Have fun!”
And at that, Discord flew away in a ball of turnips.
The Doctor looked up. Around him was an empty plateau.
“’Kay, this is weird, now what?”
The Doctor walked around, looking for some kind of clue as to where he should go. Eventually, he came across a small purple gate, and everything past it was a dark orange blur. The Doctor tried to open the gate, but to no avail. Despite it looking about as sturdy as a table built by Sweetie Belle, the gate simply would not move.
“What’s this? It seems to have something written on it…”
Sure enough, there was a barely visible inscription on the gate:

 Inside I keep a hidden treasure,
Bright and golden, and brings you pleasure!
However, my chamber has no hinge,
Causing all passers-by to winge,
But don’t fear, for my walls are thin and round,
Surely my prize will soon be found! 

“It appears to be some kind of riddle…” The Doctor looked perplexed. What could this mysterious treasure be?
 A hidden treasure that cannot be accessed… some kind of ancient stockpile of bits maybe? No, that’d be too obvious… thin, round walls… and no hinge… 
“Wait!” The Doctor exclaimed. “Maybe the treasure isn’t really treasure! Something golden kept in a round thingy with no openings…
I’VE GOT IT!” The Doctor Shouted Triumphantly. “It’s an egg!”
Nothing happened. At first anyway. A few seconds later, the gate started to steam, and melted into what appeared to be lemon juice. The Doctor continued on through the threshold where it once stood.