This was no ordinary case.
Pinkie's senses were failing her.
She puffed a few bubbles on her pipe, contemplating the events she had just witnessed.
She should have foreseen the falling anvil that had nearly crushed her only an hour ago, it just didn't make sense.
What could possibly hide from her inborn abilities?
Suddenly realisation struck Pinkie like a herd of stampeding cows. Ice flowed through her veins as the only possible explanation bubbled to the surface.
"It can't be..."
Done in my stream because twitchy tail.