Twilight Sparkle vs Jack the Ripper

Twilight was sitting In her crystal library reading a book when Spike opened the door. He peeped his head out  "Twilight! That evidence bored is here!" He said before closing the door. Twilight smiled and got up, as she trotted to the castle door she couldn't help but wonder what she was about to find out. Is this really just an insane pony? Or is there a bigger picture? For her first murder mystery this was exciting! Twilight arrived at the door to find that the bored was wrapped up and being guarded by a single guard. The guard saw Twilight and passed her the bored before closing the door without a word.

Twilight levitated the bored and trotted back to the library. Once inside she unwrapped it and hung it against the crystal blue wall. Documents such as autopsy reports, possible suspects and locations were pinned to the wall. "Where should I start Spike?"

"I don't know."

Twilight looked at some of the evidence closely. One of the first things she noticed was a picture of a pony in a black long coat that covered the front and a cape that covered the back of the body with a top hat. Must had been a depiction of what the Ripper looked like. Twilight put her thinking face on and started pondering. Unusual clothing for a pony in Ponyvile, ether he's from Canterlot or that was made by Rarity. Looks like I already have a lead.

Twilight smiled and turned to Spike. "Spike I'm going to Rarity's." Spike's face lit up with excitement.

"Can I come? can I come?"

"Sorry Spike but I'm only going to be there for a few minutes and this is serious!"

Spike sunk his head as his face turned from excited to plain old bummed out. "Oh man."

Twilight kneed towards Spike. "Don't worry Spike I'm only going to be gone for a few minutes."

Spike lifted his head a little and smiled. "Well, ok."

"Thank you Spike, but first I need to check the bored to see if I can find any more leads," Twilight said with a smile.

Twilight turned back to the bored and began examining it again. She picked up one of the victim files from the bored and started reading it. Let's see here. fifth victim, name's Red Rocket and he worked at the market place selling various tools. Nothing special. Initial death caused by deep cuts in the chest regain which lead to lots of internal bleeding. Wait...Oh my dear Celestia!

Victim was found hanging from a hang-mare's noose made of victim's own intestines!

Twilight paused for a moment and covered her mouth with her hoof. Her stomach cringed as she made up the scene, even if it was for a split second. Twilight felt as if she was about to vomit but she kept it back the best she can. When she caught her bearings she lowered her hoof and continued.

I *was** going to read though all the files but I think I'll just stick with this one. Anyway, it also says here that victim's coat and mane colour had turned to a dull grey when the body was found. According to the victim's friends and family he was meant to have a red coat and mane. Huh, the constable was right.*

Now that I think of it, could the Ripper be a vampire? No, no they aren't real. But considering how wacky my adventures can get it's not out of the question, and the Ripper's known to come out at night. But then how do I explain the loss of colour? I'll need to make a note.

Twilight closed the file and levitated a quill and paper. She made note of her theory and pinned it up on the bored. What else? Is there a pattern? Twilight sighed at her realisation. I'm going to have to read the rest of the reports, aren't I? Twilight picked up the report on Red Rocket and opened it. Here goes nothing.

After eight gory reports of ponies being killed that only a zombie-pony would enjoy. Twilight was just about ready to not only accept the fact she's going to have nightmares for the next few weeks, but she had concluded that the kills were random, both in location and in who the pony was. Yes the ponies may have been killed in similar ways but there was no real pattern. She gathered anything consistent and pieced it together.

Only to reveal that everything she got had already been pointed out to her by the constable. Sighing, she made way to Rarity's boutique.