The world was starting to bloom back in color.... It once had been black and white for me, but now my eyes were opening... Could there actually be beautiful things? ....No idea, but I was about to find out.

I had a strong feeling about the ponies in my visions. I felt connected to them... I felt... They would become apart of my chosen family. I felt like they weren't like the other ponies, but I wasn't sure on that.

I hated ponies as much as I hated humans.... And, that's saying a lot.

"Woah..." I briefly said to myself, as I was staring at this world of color...

BOOM! CRASH!

Were the last sounds I heard until I blacked out.

I reawoken. I was standing up, and I was looking at a confused, concerned, and nervous Looka.

"Shadow!" She waved her paw in front of me, and I shook my head, snapping myself out of it. "You just stared off into space when I said: "Look around, open your eyes..." It was like you were daydreaming.

My eyes widened as I listened carefully to the words that rolled off of her doggish tongue. "Really?" So, I didn't actually black out.... I was daydreaming? Wait, no, I was having a forced vision inside of a vision. I was trapped in my own thoughts for a moment.... That could've been scarier if I hadn't had Looka.

"Yes." She said, nodding. She examined me over, and stepped around me. Was she checking to make sure I was okay? Why would she do that?

Of course it was in a vision... Nothing that good could ever really happen to me. I didn't deserve it. I deserved to suffer.

"Really, I'm fine. Don't worry about-" I almost finished, but was cut off by Looka.

"No! You're not fine. Quit saying that. I know you're trying to avoid that question, but I'm here to help. I'll be like..." Looka started, in an enthusiastic tone.