The filly sits in her room and presses her hooves to her ears, but she can still hear her parents. She hears them from down the corridor.
Dad’s voice is startled. He asks a question. “Where did you find—”
Mom cuts him off. “Never mind where I found it. Explain yourself! Explain yourself right this instant!”
The filly presses her ears harder. She whimpers. Although she doesn’t know how, she senses that the world has broken.