I remember how my friend Applejack valued the truth. I wonder if she would think the same after being in the house awhile.
Twilight paced around her room. She knew she couldn't go out the front door, the skeletons would get her. The previous guests would be no help. Nekozombie wasn't speaking at the moment, probably because of the sounds of pain she'd heard coming from his room earlier. Twilight sighed at the thought of Nekozombie. For anything to go through so much pain, she couldn't even imagine. Then she got an idea. There has to be a reason Gregory keeps him locked up, maybe if I can free him, he can help me escape! Twilight thought. Twilight left her room and stood outside Nekozombie's. She focused on the locks, remembering a spell she'd learned awhile back. She breathed deeply; she was going to need complete focus…
"Do you know, who I am? They call me Judgment Boy!" Twilight's spell faltered, recoiling and giving her a splitting headache.
"Do you know, who I am? They call me Judgment Buy. Judgment!" Judgment Boy came to a halt in front of Twilight, grinning down at her. Not this again. Twilight hoped. "You are out on a walk on a peaceful afternoon. Suddenly you see your brother and your friend handing over the side of a ravine. Who do you save?" Judgment Buy questioned. "I cast a spell to save them both?" Twilight's answer came out more of a question; she was unsure of herself by now. "So you say, but I say we consult the balance of truth!" Judgment Boy spun on his axis as he had before, stopping and dropping out the golden bit a second time. "Without even thinking, you rush to your friend's aid, believing that your brother can save himself. Without your help, your brother falls to his death. Your friends praise you as a hero, but your family shuns you as a traitor. It was your choice, you have to live with it." Judgment Boy told her as he leaned to the side. Suddenly he took off again, "Do you know, who I am? They call me Judgment Boy! Do you know, who I am? They call me Judgment Boy!" Twilight stood their, thinking. If I did save my friend instead of Shining armor, he'd still be fine. He's Shining; would it really end that badly if I went to help my friend instead? Twilight wondered, then stopped herself. That's how she was thinking in Judgment Boy's hypothetical. Shining wasn't a pegasis and he couldn't teleport, he'd be doomed if he fell. Maybe Judgment Boy is trying to help me to think harder? Maybe he's an alley? Twilight thought, but she knew she was grasping at straws trying to figure everything out. So far, she realized, only the bit had fallen from Judgment Boy's scale. If she felt this conflicted now, what would happen when the heart finally fell?