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The darkness peels away as my lantern flickers to life. My vision sharpens instantaneously and I find myself overwhelmed by a sense of pure dread, glancing aimlessly around at my claustrophobic, featureless enclosure. Yet the spectral illumination from the small bronze and glass object I clutch tightly between my hooves instills confidence in me as it silently beckons my attention. I have no idea where this strange looking lantern came from, but I instinctively know it is vitally important to me. I have no reasonable explanation for the seemingly irrational feeling but, at the least, I am grateful for its light. Still, though my light promises comfort my seamless prison unnerves me.

My head hurts. I feel nauseous. My focus shifts from the mesmerizing flame to my body, what little of it actually remains. Were it not clear that I was unnerved by my current predicament just moments prior, it would be blatantly obvious to any outside observer now. To put it delicately I may have somewhat lost my composure. Then again it's not every day that one looks down and discovers the lower half of their body just, well, missing. What should have been there just sort of tapers into nothingness. My form is also translucent and appears to be levitating within the middle of this hollow sphere.

"Am I dead," I whisper to myself. "Am I a ghost?"

My mind races as I try to envision just what possible tragedy could have secured my presence here. But the shocking revelations continue when I realize the entirety of my memories are veiled, clouded over in my mind and beyond my reach. What's my name? Where am I from? Do I have a family? Nothing. My hope seeps away bit by bit with each new unanswerable question, the cogs in my mind spinning uselessly.
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