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She ran out of the house, dashing past us, then spun with a suddenly somber expression. “You really should hurry though. Nasty things haunt these fields at night!” With that ominous proclamation, she squealed with glee and ran towards the silo.
We looked at each other. I was confused. Calamity simply shrugged and started trotting after the young, pink girl.
As we reached the silo, Velvet called out, “I’m sorry, sweetie, but we didn’t get your name?”
“OH!” The pink filly jumped. “Hee! Of course! Sorry! I’m just so excited! You’re the first visitors I’ve had to the museum in… oh ages!” Giggling again, “Oh, I’m Pinkie Bell!”
“Museum?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
Fo:E - Chapter Nine: The Moral of the Story
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