Amid the dim streets of Las Pegasus, you are haunted by the sensation that you are not alone. But it is only when you are truly isolated does your pursuer reveal herself. A strange mare, wearing a white mask and standing on her hind legs, emerges from the shadows.

"All my life, I could see the shade of a pony's heart. But yours is a mystery. Not cruel, nor pure, nor shattered, nor is it maligned by the mundanity of an ordinary pony. I have no reason to collect it, but, perhaps, you might still be of use to me."