This is a continuation af the Lonely Inky Blog. It's my humble attempt to wrap up parts of the story.

A year after her mental-breakdown, Inkys life is starting to improve. Her therapy is going okay, and she has even meet somepony.
But is she truly awake? After the the breakdown she can't stop but doubte her senses.
An e-mail sparks the old fear: Is this really reality? Or is there something else from her past hunting her?

She doesn't know. But she knows that her sister, Pinkie, has something to do with it. Buried in the past, may be the answer to if she is truly awake.

(Artwork borrowed with permission from lonelyinky.tumblr.com)

(Also: This is my first story in english, so my choice of words and sentence structure might be a bit odd. Suggestions are more than welcome.)

(Also Also: Got a proof-reader now! Thanks Devolution.)