Chapter 1

5 'o clock, again. Waking up early has got to be the worst thing ever. I didn't even know why I was waking up this early. The doctor even said "Rue, I really have no clue. The best thing to do would be to just try and sleep for as long as you can." That quack didn't know anything. I've been having this problem ever since Professor Gullie told his story on nightmare night. Everypony said that his story was fake, but the strain that he put on the story and the importance of his tone made me certain it was all true. But his story couldn't have possibly made me unable to sleep, right? Anyway, that doctor gave me a prescription for sleeping medication. I don't like taking it though, because it tastes terrible. So I usually don't take it. I've also been having strange dreams. Dreams about parallel universes and things like that. I don't know what that means, but it must mean something.

So today, Wednesday, was the day I stopped by Professor Gullie's home to see if he knew anything about my dreams. He was always talking about wormholes, time warps, things like that. So I figured he would know something about my dreams.

I arrived at 10:00 A.M. at Professor Gullie's home. His house was in complete disrepair, but that didn't stop me. I knocked on the door and waited for what seemed to be forever, until I heard faint clops on a hardwood floor. Professor Gullie opened the door and greeted me with a faint smile. I could tell that he was in some sort of pain, because he was walking with a limp.

"Do come in, Rue. I've got something to tell you. Oh, care for a cup of green tea, maybe an apple or two?" He said this with the nicest tone I had ever heard.

"Oh, some green tea would be nice, thank you." I replied. His house was decorated with all sorts of trinkets from around the world. There was a vase from Canterlot, a rare plant from the Everfree Forest. It seemed like he had everything here.

"So I have something important to tell you, Rue"

"Actually, I came here to ask you something"

"Oh, ok well ask away!" He was smiling a lot to keep me from noticing his pain. So to keep the awkwardness from escalating, I asked my question.

"Do you know anything about the universe?" I asked with urgency.

"Actually… yes, yes I do. Why?" The temperature in the room seemed to rise suddenly.

"I've been having these strange dreams. Dreams about different universes and things like that. I was wondering if you knew anything about this." I had I feeling in my gut that something important was about to happen.

"… " He didn't say anything to me. All he did from that moment was took an old book from his cabinet, and handed it to me.

"Everything you know about time and space is about to change. Forget everything you know about the universe. I have a question, do you believe in trans universal travel?"

The conversation was getting weirder by the second. I had no idea what he was about to tell me.

"I guess I do. I mean, this is the first time I've ever thought about something like that."

"Well… it's an actual thing. There are other ponies living in other universes. And it just so happens that this universe is connected to another that is completely opposite. All of these universes are connected through spectrum gates. Our universe is the 1st end of the spectrum, so ours is more tranquil. Not much danger or anything to worry about. But the 2nd end of the spectrum is a hell on Earth. It may seem nice at first, but don't let "them" fool you. They're out for blood. Always. No matter whom it is. They will paint the walls with your blood and not even look back at it. Anyways, I think something on the 2nd end may be drawing you to it. It may be for better, or worse, but I would recommend you go.

All of this was like a bullet, slamming in my face. It all was too much for just a short period of time. I had no idea why this nameless, faceless, everythingless entity from an entirely different universe was calling for me. No pony else. Me. I didn't even know how I was going to get there in the first place. I started to feel dizzy, like I did after apple cider season. I took a few gulps of my tea, no. It was more than a few. It was a lot of gulps.

"My you must really like that tea" Professor Gullie said this like he hadn't just told me something that was completely life changing.

"Professor Gullie, with all due respect, how the HELL am I supposed to get to this… 2nd end or whatever you called it!" My head was pounding with all of this information he had given me. I was so confused, and most of all, mad. Mad that it had to be Me. I had to be the one to do whatever it was that I was supposed to do. Then Professor Gullie finally gave me an answer.

"Well it's not that simple… you've got to get to the 1st end…"