Pinkamena Diane Pie was unaware that the spirits of two of her past victims were watching her as she cleaned the dried blood from her injured nose. Rainbow Dash and Aaron watched as their killer nervously tried to make her nose look as normal as possible. Rainbow could just make out the whimpers of Pinkie Pie from within Pinkamena's demented mind.

"So we can look back whenever we want?" Aaron asked.

"Pretty much," Rainbow replied.

"Irena's got a good punch. I'll give her that," Pinkamena stated as she snapped her nose back into place.

"I still can't believe that you stabbed Irena. You nearly killed our sister! You tried to kill Dashie's sister!" Pinkie snapped.

"She was an idiot to intervene. Stormflower will get what's coming to her. While I'm at at, I might as well plan to take care of Sunkick as well."

"Will you ever stop?!"

"No. It's too much fun."

Suddenly, a loud knock emanated from downstairs. Pinkamena pressed her ear against the bedroom door as she listened to Mrs. Cake answering the front door.

"Ah, Twilight. How are you doing, dearie?" asked Mrs. Cake from downstairs.

"I've been better," replied Twilight. "Is Pinkie Pie home?"

"She's probably still asleep. I haven't heard anything from her."

"Did you hear about what happened last night?"

"No. It must have been big though. The entire town is up and running."

"The killer attempted to kill Rainbow Dash's sister, Stormflower, last night."

"Oh my!"

"Irena saved her life but was injured in the process."

"Dear Celestia! Are they alright?!"

"They'll live. Stormflower's still unconscious though."

"That poor pegasus."

"Don't you think it's weird?"

"Huh? What's weird, dearie?"

"The entire town is up and about...and yet Pinkie Pie is still asleep."

Silence fell amongst the two mares downstairs. Pinkamena swore under her breath and felt a cold chill run down her spine. She looked back towards the spot where Rainbow and Aaron were standing.

"Is somepony there?" she asked.

"She can sense us?" Aaron whispered to Rainbow.

"No...but I think Pinkie can," Rainbow replied.

"That...is strange," Mrs. Cake admitted downstairs. Pinkamena quietly opened the door and made her way downstairs. Rainbow and Aaron followed.

"Good morning!" Pinkamena chirped as she approached Twilight and Mrs. Cake.

"Ah, Pinkie Pie! Twilight and I were just talking about you!"

"Were you now? I hope they were good things!"

Twilight and Pinkamena's eyes met. Twilight shook slightly; it was almost as if she could sense the darkness that sat behind those wide, gleaming eyes.

"I think she's catching on," Aaron said with a grim smile.

"I just hope she doesn't get too obvious about it," said Rainbow. Twilight awkwardly cleared her throat and faced her friend with a forced smile.

"I was just asking Mrs. Cake if you were up or not," she responded.

"Well I am now! What do you want to do?" Pinkamena asked. Twilight didn't respond. She simply examined Pinkamena's face carefully with her eyes. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"Not that I can see."

"Are you looking for something on my face?"

"I'm not sure."

Silence fell among the mares until Twilight decided to abandon her examination.

"I better be going. The town has gone completely mad," she said.

"Over what?" Pinkamena asked. Twilight's eyebrow rose slightly.

"You didn't hear about it?"

"Did I hear about what?"

"Something happened last night. The killer attempted to kill Stormflower and managed to injure both her and Irena in the process," Mrs. Cake said.

"I...Irena?"

"Yes...Irena was stabbed. She's alright, though," Twilight continued. Pinkamena gave a forced sigh and began allowing some of Pinkie Pie's tears to flow from her eyes.

"Thank Celestia she's alright!"

Tears began flying out of Pinkamena's eyes like rain. Mrs. Cake gave her a hug and Pinkamena returned the favor, nearly breaking Mrs. Cake's lungs in the process. Twilight wasn't buying it, though. It was too tearful, too forced, and too not Pinkie Pie. The pink pony standing before her was giving off a particular aura but it had nothing to do with parties and candy. It involved sugar and sweets but it had something hiding amongst its sugar-coated lies. Something dark and twisted was located deep within the folds of that cotton candy mane. Twilight was sure of that. She felt guilty that she was mentally accusing her friend of murder but, in a way, she somehow knew that the pony crying before her was not Pinkie Pie. It had her name, her voice, her body, and her personality in a sense, but it still wasn't her.

"You can go see her now if you want to," Twilight said. "I'm sure the Princesses will let you in to see your sister."

"Right! I better visit Stormflower too while I'm there. I want to make sure that she's okay as well," Pinkamena said as she wiped away her tears. Something flashed in Pinkamena's eyes and Twilight noticed it. She didn't know what it meant but she knew that it didn't mean anything good.

"Her family's visiting her right now. You might want to give them some time alone, Pinkie Pie."

"Oh...right. Well, I'll see you later then, Twilight!"

Pinkamena then dashed out of the store and ran off towards the hospital.

"There seems to be something off about you, dearie," Mrs. Cake stated. "Is everything alright?"

"Honestly, I'm not fine, Mrs. Cake," said Twilight sadly. "And, to be honest, I don't think Pinkie Pie's completely fine either."

Twilight turned around and slowly walked out of the store. Rainbow and Aaron were about to follow her when something familiar grabbed onto their tails. They looked back to see Gilda standing behind them, a look of awe and fear was etched into her face.

"Gilda?!" Rainbow gasped.

"Is something wrong?" Aaron asked.

"You two are going to want to see this," Gilda replied. A familiar pull overcame them and, in a flash, they flew back towards the Ponyville of the dead.