Firestar was escorted by two of his warriors to the Moonpool. Only leaders and medicine casts were allowed in, so the warriors stayed behind.

Firestar walked down the stone slabs to the mystical, calm lake, the moon above the clearing. Firestar peered into the clear, blue water.

"Starclan...i need your guidance. I've been feeling this...torment overcoming me...I don't know what it is..."

Firestar returned his gaze to the water, only to see another pair of eyes staring at him in the water. They looked like his own, but bland and dead.

He jumped back from the pool as it slowly emerged from the water. It was...himself? The same orange fur and green eyes, the same scars on his own body. But..it looked dead. As if they've been dead for a while, and has decomposed and rotted.

Firestar: "What in Starclan...?"