A slight breeze had begun picking up as she made her way through the town. It was strange, but she couldn't shake the strange feeling that was now dwelling within her mind.
"Good day to you Carrot Top." Mrs. Cake called out from her shop's door.
"Same to you Mrs. Cake, hope the little ones aren't giving you too much trouble today." She said with a smile.
Mrs. Cake chuckled. "Nah, they been pretty good so far. Though it's always busy around here as you know."
Carrot Top nodded. "Well I probably stop by sometime later this week, but I do have to get going."
"Oh really, what is on the agenda for today?" She asked.
Carrot Top stopped in place. For the life of her, she couldn't think of any reason to go into town. "I, I have some things to pick up. You know tiny errands that need to be done." She said.
Mrs. Cake nodded. "Well then I'll let you go on your way then, see you later dear."
Carrot Top kept walking forward, though she still tried to remember why she came into town for. "Was it to pick up groceries? No I did that just two days ago." She said coming to the center of town.
Everypony in all of Ponyville must have been out and about today, for it seemed very crowded in the streets. Her eyes kept darting from face to face. There was something strange in the air, something she couldn't quite put her hoof on. She decided that she needed to sit down and just catch her breath for a second. Turning around she noticed that one pony was staring at her from across the street. It was that one pony who she always saw around town but never talked to. "Mr. Turner was it?" She thought. He just sat there staring at her with a sad expression on his face. Glancing around to make sure she was the only one he could have been looking at, she smiled and waved. He response was nothing more than a bitting of his lip, and quickly he moved along.
"Well that was strange." She said to herself. "Now then where was I?"
She began to make her way home as the sun began to descended in the sky. Surely it couldn't have been that time of the day already could it? It seemed so early for the sun to begin going down. As she made her way to the front door of her house she remembered that she had forgotten to water her plants. Once taking care of that, she made her way inside to prepared for the night that was to come. Eventually she settled down into her bed and began to drift into sleep.
"Well lets hope I don't wonder into town like that again." She thought to herself.
With that she fell into sleep and remained there for a solid amount of hours. Then, out of nowhere came a racket like nothing she had ever heard before. It was soon followed by a thunderous rumble that shook her entire house. Leaping out of bed, she feared the worse.
"It's an earthquake!" She gasped while heading for the door. Throwing the front door open she expected to see the entire town out wondering what the commotion was. Though to her surprise there wasn't even a cricket chirping in the still night sky.
"Where is everypony at? Didn't they feel that violent shake?" She asked.
She waited for a couple of more minutes and her suspicions were proved false.
"I guess I am loosing my mind. Though I swear that was an earthquake." She said heading back inside.
As she entered, she noticed a strange light beaming from the window overlooking her garden. She took caution making her way over to the window. Peering out she could see a great cloud of smoke rising into the sky. Her mind instantly thought something was on fire and she quickly got a bucket of water ready. Rushing, she flung open the back door and stepped into the backyard. The smoke was pure white and very thick. Then she began to notice the ground around her was all dug up like a plow had gone through it. Before she could fling her bucket, the smoke began clearing the area and revealing that there were no flames. As the smoke cleared she began seeing a large object lying on the ground. It was like a giant box and from what she could tell, it was made of wood. Also the paint on it was a blue that she really couldn't described. Words were also present in nice white writing that read "Police public call Box".There were tiny windows that were giving off a faint glowing light that must have been illuminating from within.
