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// The Dream (Part 2b: Hall of Mirrors) 
// Story: Undisclosed Desire 
// by Dark Enigma 
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	Through the doorway is a hallway, if no one has it guessed yet. (There are mirrors too, if you haven't guessed that either.) But how can this be if Zack came through there, and it was stairs that occupied that space. Let's just say dreams aren't exactly consistent, especially a dream controlled by an all-powerful alicorn. But the inconsistency isn't what is occupying Zack's mind. Since the buzzing of memories subsided, he questions what might this so-called princess want with him.

"Um, Luna?" He calls to her, but she continues her stride, ignoring him just like the last time. "Um, Princess Luna?" Still nothing, no response escapes the lips of the alicorn. This irritates Zack. "Yo, princess! What do you want with me?"

Luna stops at the end of his remark. She looks to her left, possibly expecting for Zack to do the same. He didn't realize it at first, but all these mirrors do not show him his or Luna's reflection. Instead, a single name is inscribed under each mirror while flashing images play underneath the glassy surface, similar to what Zack experienced in the dark room.

He follows Luna's gaze to a particular mirror with a particular name underneath it: Trixie Lulamoon. (Yeah, been wondering when she'll show up in Zack's dream? Well, here ya go.)

"Wha-why are you showing me this?" asks Zack.

"Trixie is in a very delicate situation. I, for one, appreciate your choice to change who you are, but you must tread carefully because Trixie can and will kill you."

"But why would she kill me? She may say it, but I don't think she means it."

"And this is why I brought you here to the hall of mirrors. Hopefully, what you see here will help you decide the right way to deal with Trixie." Luna casts her glow once more, transforming into a puff of smoke then enveloping Zack with a feather-like embrace. With Zack fully enveloped, Luna zips into the mirror, passing its reflective surface like it's not even there.