It is still the same day as my last entry, but I ran out of room on the previous page and decided that I could start a new entry with my current discoveries. At this moment, I am sitting on a pile of hay in a barn. I have only my journal, my backpack, a patchwork blanket, and a dimly glowing lantern to keep me company while I write. Perhaps this is for the best, since I am not in much of the mood to be good company to anyone right now.

Where am I? This is not the first time I've asked this question today. I've asked it both aloud and to myself perhaps two dozen times, and it has already been answered. The answers just aren't something I can bring myself to believe. So I feel I must ask once more: Just where am I? For the first time since I left the safety of my home on Terriel -- since I wandered away from the security of the soldiers at the reclamation camp -- I feel lost. Am I really lost?

I have done a diagnostics check to make sure I am in healthy condition before I start to concern myself with other issues. If I am not able to defend or care for myself, all of my other questions will mean nothing. Overall I have a few scrapes and bruises from my rough trekking through the forest. Most of the feeling has returned to my hands and feet after the problems with my respiratory assistance being offline were resolved and the thin atmosphere on this planet stopped suffocating me. My CCMI is now responsive, but there seem to be new complications that have arisen. I can only hypothesize that the reason it became unresponsive was due to whatever happened to me when I read that parchment back in the library. It was almost as if my CCMI had been momentarily removed from my cranium. Perhaps it came disconnected from the neural nodes? Whatever the reason, the kick from the one named Rainbow Dash must have jarred it enough that is readjusted to my skull properly and is once again functioning. That blow might also be what has now damaged it, as I have been having problems with my music files constantly playing a shuffle of my entire library. I cannot abort the function, and "process kill" is refusing to acknowledge that my media player is currently enabled. As of the moment, it has been playing some soothing piano melodies which is helpful, but that does not change my concern that I cannot alter the playlist in any way. Perhaps this will rectify itself in time.

The rest of my day that I can actually explain was troublesome for the most part. I am starting to believe that I am writing a storybook for some infant to hear as he or she snuggles beneath a quilt to go to sleep instead of a recount of my adventure to locate my father. As for the missing tooth, I tried to explain to these creatures why it was not very helpful even though they had found where it had flown off to. Once a tooth for a human is gone, it can neither grow back nor be put back in (at least not without complicated dental work and I doubt there was a dentist on hand). My explanations were disregarded, however, as the one named Twilight Sparkle asked me to sit down and open my mouth for her.

I discovered then that she, and I assume any horse residing here with a horn, has telekinetic abilities. Instead of the tooth being grasped in her mouth or with her hooves, I watched as it levitated with a peculiar shimmer in the air surrounding it whilst a similar aura hovered around her horn. If this is anything like Chimeras and Caverns then that is what we would call a "Spell-like Ability".

Sure, go ahead and laugh at me for the fact that I'm a dice-rolling, role-playing nerd. It happens to be the only thing I can relate my current scenario to. It is one of the reasons that I have been trying to dismiss everything I've seen as an elaborate microcosm of my own imagination. If I had passed out from a caffeine overdose during a particularly long-lasting campaign of Chimeras and Caverns, then I surely would have woken up by now. I can only wish this was all just some chemically-induced dream. I can only wish.

I learned that she has other spell-like abilities as well, such as the one my repaired tooth is now testament to: Healing capabilities. The pain in my head is gone now as well, and the pain in my nose from where the kick landed has dissipated after I allowed her to touch my face with her horn once again.

I was rendered speechless after this display of her abilities, at which point a discussion began amongst the creatures in the room about what to do with me. When I came to my senses once again, they asked if I had anywhere that I was staying. I explained to them that I did not know how I got here, and that I did not know where I would be going. I had nowhere to stay. "I will most likely just grab my backpack and then see about heading back to Keycrescents for now, if I can." The only problem is that none of them had any idea in which direction that might be. They also did not know what I meant when I mentioned that it was located in Judicial District 7 or what Terriel was. I have the feeling that I am much farther from home than I hoped for. Rainbow Dash asked me if Terriel was anything like a city that was erected on clouds. What a silly idea, but it did mildly relate, so I decided to simply answer with, "Kind of."

With nowhere to stay while I prepared for my journey, the group tried to decide where I could reside.

"I'm afraid there's just no room for somepony to stay over at the library. I still have yet to get that guest bed repaired since that sleepover," Twilight apologized.

"He could stay here. I don't mind, really," suggested Fluttershy. She received some protest from Applejack and the rabbit with the knitting needle. It seems that though I have not shown any aggression towards them, some of these creatures still hold a fair bit of distrust towards me. It is nice to see that they are not stupid; I know that I am not a danger to them, but how can they be sure of that? How can they trust me when I say that I mean them no harm? Honestly, I wish I could think of an answer to that. Right now my word is just going to have to suffice.

"There's room in the barn back at Sweet Apple Acres. How about I jus' set him up somewhere to sleep in there for now?"

It sounded far from glamorous, but I wished to avoid any more fuss about my situation. I accepted the offer and let them know that sleeping in a barn would be fine with me for now. Fluttershy and Twilight looked a bit concerned about the idea, but at least now I can have somewhere to stay that I do not feel like I'm intruding or inconveniencing anyone.

As we set out to see this barn, Rainbow Dash apologized for striking me; however, from the stern look in her eye I get the feeling that she's very iffy about my presence. This is understandable to me. Much like Applejack, she must just be looking out for the safety of the others, and I threaten that right now. Intentionally or not.

While being escorted by Applejack to a place she called Sweet Apple Acres, I was able to ask her a few questions and get a bit more scope on where I am. I am currently in a country known as Equestria, where these horses are the dominant creature. (They prefer to be called ponies, even though when standing at rest, the top of their head is on average at equal level with my own. I am a bit short at roughly 5' 6", but I am not sure I can call them small when I compare them to myself. I will, however, heed their request for simplicity.) They have written and spoken languages, and there are three major subspecies of ponies to be recognized in Equestria. They are the Earth Ponies (standard horses), Pegasi (ponies with feathered wings sprouting from their back), and Unicorns (ponies with horns growing from their forehead).

There is a form of economy here in Equestria. The major form of currency is golden coins referred to as "bits". I will have to do some observations and see if I can determine the currency conversion of how many UCs (Universal Credits) a single bit is worth.

I have been having trouble understanding what form of government is in place since Applejack tried to explain it to me. Is it a monarchy, a theocracy, or a dictatorship? It sounds like a strange hybrid of all three of these to me. "Princess Celestia" is the current ruler of Equestria, and with a title like Princess I would assume that this was a monarchy. From what I can gather, it sounds as though she has what I would consider an endless and absolute rule, so that would have me believe this to instead be a dictatorship. Princess Celestia is also said to have control over heavenly bodies such as the Sun and the Moon. Whether this is true or not, the belief that a being has such powers and worshipping them for it would indeed be heeding to the requests of a god or deity. That would be a theocracy (if a much more direct example of one than the usual concept of the church being head of state). Overall it sounds like a political clusterfuck.

That is all I have been able to discern about my current whereabouts. I have no clue where it is in relation to Terriel or Keycrescents. Since I have now spoken to four of these creatures, and none of them have any idea where Terriel is, this does not bode well for me. I cannot simply assume that they have just never looked up and by chance missed seeing a synthetic continent weighing a few million tons suspended in the air above them. No, I cannot assume that. It can only mean that I am so far from home that it is not visible from the ground where I rest. I cannot even fathom just how far away that means I must be from it.

As I rested my head in my hands and just tried to breathe after realizing that I have no clue where I am, all I wanted to do is kill that goddamn rat. If I see it again, I'll turn it into a hat. I swear it.

I need to stop writing for now. I have a rather large red horse looking at me at the moment with a straw of wheat sticking out of its mouth. I guess it wishes to speak with me. If I don't return to this journal, it's because I was kicked in the face once more. From the size of this horse, it could very well kill me if it decided to do so.