After Rarity's funeral, Twilight went back to her lab, trying to figure out how she always ended up at the time her friends were killed. The it came to mind, her potion.

"I took a sip of it, and it didn't work for psychological, but maybe every night, I'm changing. And the last pony I see, is the one that is killed that day. It's me! I'm the murderer!" Twilight thought.

At that moment Applejack trotts in with a basket filled to the top with apples. She still seemed depressed.

"Applejack, stay away!" Twilight yelled.

"What's wrong sugar cube? Somethin' seemes to be botherin' ya. Tell me, what's wrong?" Applejack asked.

"I believe I'm the pony who has been killing the others."

" Ah' don't believe ya Twilight, a pony like you would never want to hurt her friends."

"Just wait Applejack, you'll see that something is very wrong!"

Applejack wouldn't see because she was the last pony Twilight saw all day. When Luna raised the moon, Twilight changed again, heading straight for Sweet Apple Acres. Click, went the door of the farm house.

"Who's there!" Applejack yelled.

"Did you hear that?" Applebloom asked.

"Yeup." Big Macintosh answered.

"I'll go down stairs, Big Mac look up here with Applebloom." Applejack ordered.

"Yeup." Big Mac said.

"Okay." Applebloom answered.

Big Mac and Applebloom went down the hall and Applejack went down the stairs towards the noise.

"Hello? Is any pony down here?" Applejack asked.

Applejack slowly turned the corner and saw Twilight with a glowing green horn.

"It was you." Applejack said.

Twilight didn't answer, she took the butcher's knife and killed Applejack with that blow. Celestia raised the sun at the moment, Twilight changed and saw Applejack on the ground, dead.

"Big Mac! Applebloom!" Twilight called.

Big Macintosh and Applebloom ran towards Twilight and saw Applejack's orange fur, redish.

"Applejack? Is she?" Applebloom asked Big Mac.

"Yeup." Big Mac said, with a depressed tone to it. He was lost.