> Alone With Myself > by TheExhaustedBrony > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Day 1 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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. > Day 2 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- My body clock woke me up at what I assume was around seven o'clock. I opened my eyes to see the doppelgänger chewing on one of the mushrooms from the cave wall. Naturally, I went into full blown panic. I don't know the first thing about fungi so it's likely that my double wouldn't know either. However, despite taking a huge risk, he assured me that they weren't poisonous as he had already eaten two. He offered me one, but I declined. I'm not that desperate yet. Maybe in a few days I'll eat one. I did learn that the water from the pool is safe to drink. At least I won't die from dehydration. I want to hold out as long as I can and I know too well that dehydration is what causes death the quickest. Perhaps if I last long enough, help might show up. > Day 5 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I ate a mushroom today. To my surprise, they weren't that bad. I guess I should learn to have more faith in myself. Ha! I can't believe I'm making jokes at a time like this. I should be more serious, after all, I am going to die in here. Maybe this is just how I'm coping with this? I guess that if there's anything that the Pie family taught me, it's that a smile a day keeps the negative thoughts away. As I write this, my doppelgänger is sitting at the waters edge, just staring into the pool. I feel it's best not to disturb his concentration., I know that if I were him, I'd want the same thing. Ha ha! There I go again! It feels odd knowing that not only will I die with company, but I'll also have a way to entertain myself while it happens. At least my death won't be agonizing, I hope. > Day 10 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Help's not coming. We've eaten every mushroom that could be reached. There remain many on the ceiling still, but there's no way we'd ever be able to get them. I'm starting to lose hope. I don't want to die this way! I want to see my friends. I want to see my sister! Although, there's no way she'd ever want to see my face again, not after that. She probably still thinks I'm a monster with no heart. It hurts me, but I can't help but agree. What I did was unforgiveable. My doppelgänger just shot me a smile... Why? Why the fuck did he do that?! What joy could he possibly find in this situation that makes him want to smile?! Is he happy that I'm suffering? Is he happy that there's no more food?! What have I done? Based on his shocked expression, I must have shouted my view on the situation. I feel kind of bad that it happened, but maybe it's for the best that he understands the dire situation that we're in? > Day 13 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm so hungry. It feels like my stomach is eating away at itself, which is probably the case. The cramps are unbearable. I've had plenty of water, but it's not providing any nourishment that my body needs to survive. I need something to eat. If I don't eat, I'll die. I don't want to die. Once again, the other one is just staring into the mirror pool as if his life depended on it. We're both going to die soon, how can he be so calm? Will he not break his concentration for anything? I just thought of something that I still feel to be completely irrational. I just don't see any other alternative. I can't stop looking at the rock a few feet in front of me and the back of his head. > Day 14 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm not hungry anymore. Yet, I feel somewhat empty inside. It's probably nothing. I've never tasted anything like it before in my life. I bet I'm the first pony to spoil my taste buds on such a treat. I'm sure he'd be flattered to receive such a compliment. I can't stop thinking about it. The flavor, the texture, the way it feels as it slides down my throat with ease. I need more. I know how to get it. I know the rhyme Mrs. Pie taught me like the back of my hoof. As long as im here, I'll never go hungry again! Once they come out of the pool, I'll wait until he falls asleep. That's when I'll smash him and enjoy my feast. Dearest sister, you were right about me. I am a monster! My actions are unforgivable, but if you were in my situation and had a taste, you'd probably love it. I know you will.