Opening my eyes from the darkness I see the ceiling of the hideout, with no damage or any sign of disturbance to indicate I was still in that horrible dream.

Was that a dream? It had nothing to do with my past… it was though it was…
In the Future… Could that happen?
Then again it was Dave who was invading my personal space once again.

But… what if it wasn’t?

A slight pain rushed to the back of my head as the sleeping numbness wore off. I glanced around to find that I was on the floor next to my bed and that I likely fallen from.

Well that might explain the “falling feeling” I got when I was shoved off the tower.

Still feeling the pain, I will myself up to my hoofs and took a look outside the nearby clock window with my hoof pressed against the glass for support. It’s still relatively early, and the party decorations are all set up for today’s festival.

The Lunar Festival.
Princess Luna and a bunch of other ponies are arriving in Ponyville to celebrate.
Dave certainly made his point that he will be here, that is if he's telling the truth, he might still be trying to mess with my head so I should take some precautions; though he can hide I can also use the large crowds to my advantage.
I just hope I see him before he does.

I need to watch my back, pray that paranoia will not overtake me.

After fogging up the window during my thinking time I finally realized that whatever insane thing inside my bloodstream last night was, it was completely gone, rather my system felt clear and purified. Still I was annoyed by how far that mushroom took me from my sane…. well… sane-enough mind and left me a fool in front of most of my assassins.

Next time I’m sticking with the normal health and stamina shrooms…
Curse you Mareio, I will hunt you down!

I stifled a small bit laughter knowing how great it was to relive those familiar feelings I've felt when I first began my work in Ponyville. After doing paperwork and finding leads for so long it was nice to have the usual random events on the side. Guess they were right; it really did take a bit of a toll on me.

I made any last minute preparations on my blades as I did my routine test of them. From the corner of my eye I noticed Ace was waking up from his sleep and preening himself for the day ahead. After all, an eagle’s got to look fashionable for a festival as big as this.

“Morning Ace,” I went over to him as he continued to preen his wing taking no notice.

“Now for today Ace, since I know you want to spend some time relaxing can you do me a small favor?”

This time he moved from his left wing to his right.

“When you’re out flying I want you to notice any suspicious ponies or anything that doesn’t seem right. Can you do that?”

Again, he took no notice of my request.

“Dave is here, Ace,” I said coldly.

His head perked up from the mention of that name, his gaze met my serious one and he nodded in reply.
Immediately he flapped his wings into the air and made his way outside through the “Eagle Hole” specifically designed for Ace to enter to and from the inside of the hideout with no problems.

Glancing back at the window I thought I saw a dark blur go past on the outside but I quickly shook my head and dismissed it.

With Ace out of the room and no one else to hear me, I let out a very exhausted breath for what challenges I might face.

Something just didn’t feel right.

That’s why instead of usually taking a leap from the top of the tower, I took the stairs.

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I opened the door from the ground floor letting in the sunlight of this new day peer into the clock tower’s base before closing the door behind and cutting off the warmth to the inside.
As I made my way out I noticed that the usual haystack next to the hideout was completely gone, not a fibre was left.

Guess it was a good idea to not take a leap of faith this morning.
Still, I wonder where it left.

Knowing that I’ll likely get an easy replacement from Applejack I continued my way into the heart of Ponyville.

It was still early out so there weren’t many ponies on the streets considering the festival lasts throughout the night and many will need their energy to last up for that long. With my nightmares and my work I am particularly a night owl myself.

Feeling just a slightly bit on edge I scanned the area around myself as I trotted down the road.

Tree…
Flower…
Coffee shop with no usual Equestrian Military members that I know… strange.
A kid getting hassled by his grandmother…
Few empty bench seats…

Guess nothing is amiss around here.

Suddenly a grey blur crashed into me and I fell to the ground with piles of letters erupting from it landing all over me.

“Oh I’m so sorry, are you okay?” a hoof reached to me which I accepted and got back onto my hooves.

“I’m fine, what’s the hurry?” I asked while dusting off my white robes from some dirt before getting a better look at who crashed into me.

“All this mail needs to be delivered before most of Ponyville wakes up and I need to-,” she started to say but then immediately dropped a pile of letters she was holding.

“YOU’RE THE SHADOW OF PONYVILLE! HORRAY, YOU CAN HELP ME!”

I quickly put my hoof to her mouth, “Shh! It’s supposed to stay quiet, remember Derpy?”

“Right Shadow, sorry, just got a bit excited.”

“It’s alright, now let’s clean up these letters and send them on their way,” I said reaching over to help with a pile of letters.

“Thank you.”

As we picked up the letters there was something that was bugging me.

“Derpy? I hope it’s not rude for me to ask, but can I ask why your name is like that?”

“Well, my real name is Ditzy Doo but I’ve gotten Derpy as a nickname since I’m always… well… crashing into stuff. With these darn cross-eyes! It just makes me feel pathetic that most ponies just joke and tease me because of that.” she said with a frustrated sigh.

“I don’t think they’re bad somehow they rather suit you. Maybe you should go back to being Ditzy? Do a good job in the mail field and ignore those that try to put you down, I’m sure eventually everypony will come to see that what they made fun of you before was wrong.”

“That could work, maybe it’s about time I stop getting pushed around based on what I look like, maybe even make everypony see who the real me is! It’s so great to get advice from the actual Shadow of Ponyville!” she said with an excited giggle.

“Oh but Ditzy, mind to keep that still on the down-low? I can’t risk my identity being found out otherwise my methods of helping will be less effective.”

“You can count on it, I’ll try my best to keep your secret safe. Alright that should be the last of the letters,” she said stuffing them into her mailbag, “OH! I think there’s one left over there!”

She pointed to the spot where there was a letter and I quickly went to go pick it.
I gave it back to Ditzy who thanked me but then immediately stopped as she looked at the letter.

“Oh, Shadow it’s for you,” she hoofed me the letter.

Really? Maybe it’s from Le Duck. Come to think of it I haven’t heard from him in a while, letters go by quick so I’m wondering if he replied why it’s taken him the weeks to do so.

I skimmed over the letter to see it was just written in my name in black ink, “Shadow Mark”.

“What’s strange is there’s no return address, there has to be one otherwise the letters don’t go through the sorting part. This is really odd. Anyways I should hurry and get back to my duties. Thanks again Shadow!” she said to me before taking flight and leaving me clutching the letter within my hoof.

I open it and my eyes widen.

Good Morning Sleepyhead,

Rest nicely? Because this day is just getting started.

With what I have planned for you and everypony else.

I'm sure it will be a wonderful surprise for you and no one else definately wouldn't expect it.

Try to find me if you can… I’m sure you will see me.

Because I can definitely see you.

Always got your back, you should look behind you sometimes – D

I place the letter carefully into a pocket fold while silently taking out my hidden blade.
Quickly turning around with my blade unsheathed before stabbing I see 2 familiar faces.

“Whoa, Shadow take it easy. Festival’s just getting started,” Commander Beard said holding his assault rifle who was standing next to Garrus.

“Sorry guys, I think I might have a Templar stalking me today,” I sheathed my blade.

“Shouldn’t that be the other way around?” Garrus remarked but received an eye roll from Beard.

“We’ll be glad to take an eye out and look over the town while we make our patrols. It’s also our job to protect Princess Luna once she arrives so you’ll know where to find us. Just curious, do you know who the Templar is?”

“A certain Griefer summoning accountant we all know,” I joked.

“Guess we need to be on our hoofs then, no telling what Dave will do. Maybe it would be a good idea to tell Captain Thunderhoof about this development, what do you think Garrus?” Beard said.

“Would be good if we knew where to find him. Only seen him yesterday around noon, my guess is he’s either still sleeping or sorting out some last-minute protection for the Princess’s arrival.”

“Or maybe he’s…”

As they continued to bicker on the Captain’s location I noticed something in the corner of my eye. I turned my head to see just the fainted dark blur go past and into an alleyway.

“-What do you think Shadow? …. Shadow?”

I snapped out of my small trance and replied back to the Commander, “Haven’t seen him since yesterday. I should be going, good luck on the protection details.”

Immediately I left them and began to furiously climb the building adjacent to the alleyway. I reached the rooftop and observed around from the elevated position. There was nothing.

My hoof reached up to my forehead and wiped off a bit of sweat from the brow from the small sprint just now. I make my way over to the edge of a long series of connected buildings and sit myself along the edge.

The day passes by slowly with the sun baking me in its warmth. Yet every moment I wait for night to come I keep thinking about the letter, about Dave, about what might be to come.

Just need to stay calm, obviously he’s up to something but I can’t tell what. Just can’t let his plan work and focus on protecting the Princess and the other ponies for now.

I figured my time spent on the rooftop was well enough, couldn’t see anyone else elevated so it should be clear for the time being. Also there happens to be a group of spectators down below me.

“OH NO HE’S GOING TO JUMP!”

“LISTEN TO ME MAN! THIS AINT THE WAY TO GO DUDE!”

“WILL ALL OF YOU SHUT UP, I’M TRYING TO SLEEP! ... AND OH MY CELESTIA THERE’S A PONY ON MY ROOF WHAT THE BUCK!?”

Best I be going now.

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I secretly made my way down without anypony noticing and started again my walk about town.
Time is passing and I’m hopeful for that as the day will soon be over, but I am anxious for the night. I should be though, it’s likely Dave’s still on my trail.

There’s nothing I can do now, my best bet would be to make him think whatever he’s doing is working…

More ponies are now up and about and likely a crowd is going to form sooner or later.

More are going to show from around Equestria once it gets darker, might make good use of crowds by then.

I turned my head back up just as I was about to bump into a walking pedestrian, quickly I staffed to the right and avoided the confrontation. I then noticed a familiar magenta earth pony.

“Ms. Cheerilee!” I called her and she turned her head looking back at me and giving me a wave before I trotted towards her.

“Hey Shadow, almost didn’t recognize you without your usual clothes! I haven’t seen you in a couple of weeks, have you been off traveling again?”

“Unfortunately I haven’t, been too busy with some paperwork that needed to get done,” I replied.

“That’s too bad, I was wondering when the next time you would come in as a guest speaker. The children love it when you show up, to be honest I don’t know but there is something quite charming about you- I mean that foreign charm of adventure is an inspiration to us all!” she said with her cheeks turning flushed.

“Well the next time I’m off to somewhere you will be the first to know where my travels have taken me.”

We conversed a bit until a rancher accent greeted us, it was Applejack.

“Howdy Shadow, hey Cheerilee. Are you both ready for the festival tonight?”

“You know me Applejack, trying to rest but not being able to do so,” I laughed and so did she.

“Ya, I wouldn’t call last night a restful evening,” Applejack laughed.

Cheerlie looked dumbfounded on what we’re talking about so I told her about the mushroom Dr. Mareio gave me and the… interesting side effects. (Leaving the part about taking down that pony out of the story of course.)

“Sounds like a night to remember!" she chuckled, "Oh sorry for asking but do any of you have a pen at the moment? I need to add something to the list of things to teach this week, and I’m liking the ‘beware the shroom’ topic,” Cheerilee joked.

Applejack lifted her hat, “Nuthin under here.”

I started to ruffle through my white robe, “I doubt I have a pen, after all who would carry one?” my hoof felt something smooth and pulled out a simple ballpoint pen from a pocket.

How did that get there?

I gave it to Cheerilee who thanked me then quickly scribbled with the pen in her mouth on a piece of paper then gave me back the pen, which I put EXACTLY back where I found it in my pocket.

“Alright, you two enjoy the festivities I need to organize some stuff back at the schoolhouse, bye!”

We waved each other off and my cheerful smile went to serious as I turned to Applejack.

“Applejack, I don’t know what’s going on but I know for certain that Dave is here!” I said urgently to her.

“What!? Really? It would make sense considering Princess Luna is coming. It would make her a prime target. Are you sure Dave is here though? He might just be messing with your mind the last time or maybe you're still under that shroom Mareio gave ya.”

“That’s why we need to be on edge for whatever happens. Applejack, I think Dave is stalking me right this instant. Things have been… well let’s just say I’m having the worst anxiety I’ve ever felt in a long time. Applejack you know I don't carry a pen, I always use quill and ink.”

“Probably from overworking and being cooped up in that hideout for so long, the mushroom from last day didn’t help either. Maybe it’s still in your system and your experiencing it still? As for the pen, you probably just picked it up from somewhere.”

“You could be right Applejack, but please, just keep an eye out alright? I couldn’t bear to see anything happen to you,” I said with a sincere smile.

“Oh Shadow…. do you really mean that?” Applejack said with a slightly happy tearful voice.

“Of course, I do my best to protect everyone in my family. All my friends, all the assassins, all their families, all their families families. Heck even Mareio I’ll protect after I kill him for giving me that shroom,” I joked.

“Oh, alright then,” Applejack said with a slight hint of disappointment?

“I should get going too; see you at the festival Shadow. I’m also liking the white robes, they look much better than your other one covered in sewn arrow and knife holes,” Applejack smirked and with a swish of her tail started to trot off.

“Really? You should learn to be more observant Applejack because I’m wearing both robes at the same time!” I smiled then quickly waved to her, “See you then, Applejack.”

Before I turned back to continue my walk about Ponyville, I reached into my pocket where I originally had taken and put my pen in.

It was gone.

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Ponyville is more crowded as the start of the festivities is almost upon everypony.
I’m sitting on a bench to avoid being dragged into the large crowds that are forming.
A nearby bard carrying a lute and wearing a formal jester’s outfit come up near me and rested against a wall.

“I can’t believe I’m in Ponyville. This cesspit of a town has nothing for what a highly-renowned bard master of the lute needs. They should marvel at the sight of my musical genius!” the bard annoyingly boasted himself.

“That coming from a pony who willingly came here only to insult its inhabitants and to play an annoying racket of poor notes and low sound keys?” I replied to him.

I’ve dealt with enough bards in Ponitaly to know how types like these work.
You haven't met a bard if you haven't met one from Ponitaly. Those ones are just... agitating

“You fool! You do not understand the artistic genius behind my moving poems! Listen to what may be the sweetest, most tender rhymes I may bestow upon thee,” the bard said picking up his lute.

The bard finished then bowed towards me giving me the chance to swipe his lute away from him.

“Hey! Give that back!”

“Now you listen to what I have to say, bard.”

I stopped playing and almost immediately the bard began to laugh at me hysterically and point his hoof.

“You can’t sing for anything! That was absolutely THE worst performance I’ve ever heard! My Great Grandmother can play better than that, and she is completely deaf!” he laughed even harder.

The small crowds around us heard our small music competition and began to boo the bard, even the ones not from Ponyville began to show their disgust for the musician.

“EVERYPONY! DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE FINALE I MENTIONED?” I shout to the crowd receiving a thunderous wave of cheer and encouragement.

I take the lute and hold it in such a way that I have a better grip on it as I advance towards the bard, who now noticed the sinister effect I made with my hood.

“Wait, what are you-.”

I bring the lute down hard against his front hoof like a melee weapon as the instrument breaks in half, the bard falls to the ground in pain. Turning to the crowd I say, “Grazie” and take a bow receiving even more cheers.

The cheering started to stop when a loud voice was moving from inside the crowd.

“EXCUSE ME, MOVE, WHAT’S ALL THIS RUCKUS?”

The pony came out revealing herself to be the one and only Mayor of Ponyville.

Just my luck… here we go again.

“Oh, of course it had to be you Shadow Mark. It always is,” she gave a frusterated annoyed sigh.

“Hello Miss Mayor, nice to see you too,” I gave a slight head bow.

“You come with me. Everypony else get back to what you were doing before. But make sure you spend a lot of MONEY on our gift shops!” she said almost too ecstatically.

Following the mayor to the outside of the nearby town hall, she turned to me as we arrived just outside it.

“So, now you are beating up the musicians we hired for this festival?”

“Believe me, that bard would likely cause more problems rather than fixing them.” I replied smugly.

“Just watch it Mr. Mark. You’re skating on thin ice here. It’s also lucky that our law enforcement is very lenient with your… actions,” she furrowed her brow.

“Truthfully I try not to cause such a ruckus as I did but-.”

“No, not another word from you. You will listen to what I currently have on record about you... I have reports of aggravated assault around town, refurbishment of rooftops, I’ve seen you outside my window yesterday so I know it was you climbing onto owned property, danger to yourself and others……..”

She continued on and on but I blocked her out and noticed something in a window inside the town hall.
I squinted my eyes to get a better look and they were met by an icy-white hoof waving from inside.

Dave…. so you are here…

His smile pierced through the window as he readjusted his glasses. His hoofs went down below the window to where he then brought up a large white billboard with the word, “Soon” written on it. He gave a laugh before stepping behind the giant cardboard piece.

“Are you even listening to me!” the mayor shouted into my ear.

“Sorry Miss Mayor, but I think you need to add one more to that list…”

Immediately I rushed the window and jumped through it landing on the white billboard and bringing it to the floor with no Dave or anything behind it.

Damn it! I almost had him! He couldn’t have gotten far.

Racing upstairs I made it to the highest floor in the building having cleared the other rooms with no sign of Dave anywhere to be seen. I open a window and crawl my way out and back to the ground outside.

CAZZO, I COULD’VE SETTLED THIS! GET THIS MADNESS TO END, BUT NO! HE JUST LOVES TO DO ALL THIS CRAP WITH THE MIND GAMES!

My mind was in a rush, my senses were dulled in my small fit of rage and frustration, I’m frantically looking around for any sign of Dave I could see, turning up with nothing each time.

My shadow on the ground slightly changed revealing a smiling figure in its place. I bring my hidden blade down upon it but all it does was get wedged into the dirt. Some ponies stopped and noticed the small stir I made with my blade impact. I quickly yank it from the ground before running as fast as I could into an alley to escape from this madness.

Just got to relax…
Important thing to know is that he’s not a hallucination. That I don’t think.
He’s here, and he’s trying to mess with me. It will not work this time.

Taking a large deep breath of air I relaxed myself and emerged from the alley. Everything felt calmer now; guess Dave needs time to think of some new creative ways to attempt to torture my head.

As I walked I noticed a group of children huddled around each other so I decided to cgo take a look on what was going on.

“—Oh dude you were so close that time! Almost beat my high score!” the children then noticed me coming and the one who spoke asked me, “Hey mister do you want to play? It’s about this really cool new video game called The Creed of Assassins, it’s about a group of stealthy ninjas that you need to get from point A to B without getting caught and be forced to do tests by the evil development company called Apstergoture Industries. You want to try?”

Bah technology, I never played video games, too much parkour time with my brother Free Runner I think. But this game...it does sound awfully similar to those books Uncle reads…

“Alright then,” I said as they gave me the handheld gaming device.

The game started out normal and I was doing well past level 49 which surprised most of the kids. That was until the unthinkable happened.

A pixilated version of Dave appeared on the screen giving me a wink and startling me.

“AAH!” I dropped the game onto the ground.

“Wow, I guess the old-timer couldn’t handle it. Dude nearly broke my game, come on you guys let’s go somewhere where an adult won’t cramp our style. Bye Mr. Hooded Pony!” the children picked up the game then left leaving me confused.

Get a grip; it was just another Dave illusion.
Got to hoof it to him though, that was pretty creative.
Even though the last time he did that it was a bomb…

And who do those kids think they are calling old?
Perhaps all this stress is getting to me, Dave’s certainly not making it any better.
Hmm…..

I looked up at the sky to see that it’s nearly time for the moon to come out.

Wow, guess video games are the ultimate time-waster after all. But of course they would never compare to the power that is the Assassin paperwork, ho ho!

Figured it would be best for me to blend into the crowd and wait for Princess Luna’s arrival.

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I stand within a large group of excited ponies from all over Equestria as we waited near the chariot arrival path that the Princess would come down in her chariot. Still being paranoid I turned my neck around to see if there’s any chance Dave might be also hiding within this crowd.

So far nothing yet…

I did see a few familiar faces such as the ponies I’ve met today as well as the other assassins were talking amongst themselves. It did seem that Twilight was sweating profusely and was still clutching the clipboard I saw her with last day.

Poor mare, always trying to get things so perfect for these kinds of things. Guess I'm somewhat the same.

I also noticed Dr. Mareio within the crowd, his doctorate smile was one that could be seen for miles. As I was about to go over to him and beat him senseless for that mushroom he gave me earlier, I then felt a small tug on my robe so I looked down to see it was Spike.

“Hey Shadow, almost didn’t see you with your new getup,” he said to me.

“Then how would it properly work then?” I joked.

“Shadow, is something wrong? You just seem kinda fazed right now,” said with a concerned voice.

“Um… yes and no… well… I’m not entirely sure… just that Dave is-.”

“OH LOOK! SHADOW IT’S STARTING!” Spike shouted as he pointed upwards into the sky.

A dark spiral of clouds circled above Ponyville as a wave of lightning streamed out from the center expanding to the sides around the swirling gas vapors of dihydrogen monoxide. The clouds spun faster, the lightning grew more intense every second providing the ultimate effect of a chariot pulled by two members of the Lunar guard to burst through the middle in a flash of lightning at a fast speed. As it went out a squadron of more Lunar guards appeared from the hole and landed down on the runway. The chariot landed with a hollow sound of the chilled night wind blowing through the crowd. All was silent until a pony with her flowing midnight blue mane stepped out from the chariot and gave the transfixed crowd a long stare before opening her mouth releasing what I’ve read before once known as “The Royal Canterlot Voice”.

“GREETINGS CITIZENS! ARE THOU READY FOR THE NIGHT’S CELEBRATIONS? AS WELL AS THE OTHER NIGHTS TO COME?”

…..ouch, I probably shouldn’t have been listening for any signs of Dave.
Maybe I should switch back to my normal hearing before…

The crowd erupted into a loud frenzy out shouts and cheers for the arrival of Princess Luna. I clutched my ears and fell to the ground in pain from the many voices bombarding my hearing.

"LET THE LUNAR FESTIVAL BEGIN!

“Shadow!” Spike said as he came over to help me up.

“My mistake, guess I shouldn’t have been scanning the crowd during that time.”

“Scanning for what?”

I was about to tell Spike who was likely going to inform the rest of our friends but I was stopped dead in my tracks as I saw something I didn’t expect from the other side of the crowd.

A pony wearing a white robe blended themselves within the group of cheering ponies but I was able to make out a few shocking details about their outfit, the pony noticed my look from afar and turned away before heading out from the mass of ponies.

The thing was those weren’t just any white robes…

They were exactly the one’s I’m currently wearing… same design, same patterns, and same colour.

The same One-of-a-Kind hoofmade by Rarity only just finished yesterday.

“Dammit it’s Dave!” I quickly muttered under my breath which Spike clearly heard.

“Dave? Dave what? Shadow!” he tried to stop me to explain myself but I was long gone weaving through the crowds when he shouted my name.

I made my way through the crowd as fast as I could, some I merely pushed while others got a small shove. I made it to the edge of the chariot runway and broke into a running sprint. Luna noticed me and gave a small gasp as a few soldiers flew up and blocked my path thinking I was a crazed fan or something worse.

They didn’t expect that I would vault over their heads.

I made it to the chariot where Luna was still standing next to with her mouth agape. I tipped my head and said, “Apologies Princess, if we do not meet up for a chance to talk,” before climbing on top of the chariot and letting the elevation propel me down to the other side of the crowd who gasped and quickly formed an empty lane to make me run through and chase after the imposter.

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“Wait… was that… Shadow?” Applejack said confused at what just happened.

“My why in Equestria would he ever do that?” Rarity said.

“Come on girls we need to get to the bottom of this, either Shadow’s insane or there’s something more important that he broke his cover,” Twilight said.

“Ya! Shadow would almost never break his cover if it wasn’t important… or crazy? Shadow crazy? Even that just seems crazy!” Pinkie remarked.

“He told me that Dave is here,” Applejack said with a worry.

“WHAT!?” everyone shouted.

“But Shadow still looked like he was still under the effects from a mushroom Mareio gave to him earlier. Really I don’t know what to believe.”

“Well whatever it is we got to move and get to the bottom of this!”

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I sprinted with as much force as I can do to try to not lose the imposter’s position. I went around a corner and quickly caught a glimpse of him turning around another corner. In that small glimpse I noticed the imposter not only had my same robes, but it was also a white unicorn.

Just like Dave…
Why would he be wearing my outfit? Snap out of it Shadow! He’s only doing that to trick you and everyone to think it’s me and not him.

This was something that had to be stopped, something that had to end. I shoved ponies aside as I began my chase for the disguised Templar Accountant.

The more I ran the more I realized that it had to be him and no pony else.

Of course! He saw my outfit in that dream; as it’s a 1-of-a-kind no pony would be able to replicate that soon EXCEPT for him.

The horn…

His white pelt…

All these mind games today…

It has to be him, can’t be anypony else.

I was bent on catching him, bent on finally getting this madness to stop, nothing will distract me, nopony will stop me from completing this, I turned the same corner he did and saw my imposter galloping through the streets.

Dave… there is no escape this time. You are going to die tonight.