Why did this have to happen to me, of all ponies? This cave, which holds a great treasure, will now be my tomb. I should never have come here. Celestia must have prepared for this, she must have known that I would try to uncover the secrets of the mirror pool. She must have waited until I found the secret to make sure it stays hurried with the truth seeker. Damn it all! My mind is racing, constantly thinking of my death, which I know it will be soon. There is no way out. I've searched every inch, moved every rock I could and still no means of escape. Well, at least I won't die alone. I've got a doppelgänger of myself here. I wonder if he, I, know of the situation we're in. The double doesn't seem to show any kinds of anxiety. Perhaps he isn't an exact copy of me? The fact that we're treating this situation differently confirms this.